Wind knocks, it wrestles with your sealed doorknob
Your ceiling clings to the sky desperately
Water erupting up, clouds form ranks, they sob Lava bubbles and burns red in tree leaves
It cracks your lungs, the insects feed and seed
Sharp black mold carries you, life and death kiss
They sleep together in your bed, while you bleed
Out unknowingly, mortalities bliss
While bones shred, it won’t blink, some gods don’t cry
People are weeping, forests are reaping
Each soul sanctified, bodies purified
Silver church bells ring, rows of roses sing
Earth’s tissues tearing apart will consume
From your carcass’s red pulp spring will bloom
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