reincarnation and paradise in the songs in the background of the battlefields
Some wondering if there'll be fish in the ocean in 50 years
Our scaled friends feeding our brains since before harvests in the cornfields
Signals from the earth's innards, going in one, and coming out the other ear.
The resting places have been degraded to varying degrees
Fear of hightech weaponry preceded by the economic lever pullers,
leaving a lust deadly like a plague, disfiguring the emotional connection with nature, as easy as ABC;
A lust to set up shops to get people stuffed; and couldn't get any fuller.
And this dragon from the west
Danger on its breath and agility on its fingertips
A Thrilla from Godzilla beating its chest
taking it to the limit , letting it all rip.
its a beast being a beast
Some say superficial solutions won't change things in the least
Shaking up solutions that can seep through the surface and sooth it, that's something to feast your eyes on, that's something at least.
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