Botanist The War Of All Against All
Denying hood of priests stands the learned man
In ceremonial skins of Lappish rites
Ingest the holy flesh
Beat the drum of ancients
Tribes of the north
Wisdom of God
Let the visions come
The seer presides over
In shamanistic sight
Birthing future orders
Scouring the kingdom
Quest of sacred knowledge
So the names are given
Inscribed upon the world
Awake the sage in flame of the family lamiacaeae
Instate his reign – binomial taxonomy
Von Linne enthroned eternally
By thine order may we know the flowers of the butcher's
block
And by knowing the war of all against all
May ye know God
Stamens, pistils
Recall organs of lust
Repulse foolish masses
The foe bestowed unto the weeds
In the hooks of every burr
And the seeds that fall in cracks of rocks
And germinate to shatter the earth
There is His order shown, now know the Lord
As the tendrils choke the garden
And as the orchard’s ripest fruit
Is devoured by beasts and life springs from their dung
So may we know the kingdom
By thine order may we know the flowers of the butcher's
block
And by knowing the war of all against all
May ye know God