Falls Of Rauros Awaiting The Fire Or Flood That Awakes It
Traced back. Followed to the root of our violence and destruction
Our culture devours our home and renders listless our bodies
Til death-urge prevails
Our linear perception closes doors
Strangles the truth. Subdues the primal in all that lives
This is not who we are. This. is. not
Not one of us was born for this, yet who among you seek
The pyre that's burning in the distance?
The wildness in our hearts
The blazing torrent we're immersed in is failing, diminishing
Blighted by corruption and consumed
Down below this concrete prison, dying yet always enduring
Remains a resistance to this endless cycle
Of production, consumption and spiritual rape
Tear down every last prison
Open all cages and disrupt the current
Bring down all institution. Rip up foundation
And love as you used to
