I stay still, soaked in the rains,
My pupils freeze, peas and thin ice;
Daggers nail my splintered feet
Tangled roots sprout on mud.
When nature steps away
The curtain tears away too;
Death steps into light;
Earth feeds on flesh.
We are but proxies,
To the forests thinned out,
To the bees disappeared,
To the cultures destroyed
Do you hear the harvest bells toll
Stay...
No way out of these walls
Stay...
Pay the price
Seeds of new earth
Pay the price
Fall to rise
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