The nature saves rage
We are not trying to stop this
people who hunt down the nature
for our own grain
and when the ski is filled with anger
blood in the form of magma
gushing out within from the heart
and spreading on the flesh and the end will come...
blood gushing out within from the heart
earthquakes, tornadoes it is like a war
declared by the nature on man
while he continues to impress a detriment
to her skin and delay larvae
everything here, seems identical
this world is not just for me
we cant see what is around us
we see hatred, we see anger,
as rivers overflow with blood and smells with fresh wounds
this is the devastation
the pain in this world is brought by people
this is the devastation
but main weapon is human mind
we are approaching to a sense of an explosion
i imagine myself a planet, which surface is devoured by fuckin parasites
and we are in a vicious circle
