Someday the Earth will fall and crack
And stumble right upon its back
With none of its two legs to stand
With no place soft for it to land
Its breath will be short, and its heart will beat slow
All the kingdoms will reap what they sew
No Hell nor Heaven, No God nor Demon
Will interfere with this mess humans made, now screamin'
For the Earth is our Mother and our Father as well
Ignorance of this has made their own hell
All things are on purpose, no choices are made
As all burn the fruit, the forests, and the glade
One makes one faith, for plenty to follow
Leaving our spiritual instinct all empty and hollow
Laws and regulations, rules to obey
Many which are broken, many forever stay
All the petty moments that humans obsess and share
Are as small as dust, and as light as air
In the universe as we know it, no other life but ours
Our black-hearted earth turns forever in it's cower
Not all hope is lost, not all lives must be spent
No need to rebel, no need to “repent”
Just to learn as nature does, with speed and precision
Ignorance is a choice, and true wisdom is your decision
