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Nations and individuals struggle with new burdens
As the gold standard is pushed ever higher in praise of Moloch
And we the people of the earth rejoiced to become morlochs
Scaring the earth for its bear properties while still awaiting energy for growth
The power of the sun upon the earth
All to explicit in meaning and desire

Like cancer in the throat
Robbed of our authentic voice
Left powerless in dry earth drowning
As bitterness consumes its host
It dies and in its passing try’s to save its murderer

A word can enter things
I breathe them in as explanation
Innate in form a kind of spell
For if we respect the elders
Their survival means our own success

The final expiration does not mean the death of hope
For we have been forewarned
By our own soul
That death cannot be cheated

What wisdom was lost, what do we own?
That we have not stolen from our mother
Can gifts be stolen?

Why rage for or against
Facts plain to see as it was ever so
Kith and kin cannot take you beyond this place
Ill will, will not abide
Remember for the ages
What is important to only you?