Heirs of lament emanate from now barren womb
New life rises
Parasitic ash blown away
Scavenger birds circling overgrown tomb
Dementors' bones and flesh
Fertilizing to atone
With savages dead and buried
Sylvan beasts restore order alone
Self-imposed plagues bring destruction
By no will but our own
Prophecy written in nature, not in stone
Terra firma, take my body to rectify
For all that man has done
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