Martyrdom ruin of gaia

Behold! The future is here,
and look as all the earthly lands are laid to waist.

The face carved in the bark of the twisted tree,
where it has fallen to its knees.
It’s an epiphany. The eyes of the wise
majesty open to see the axe in its body.
(Chorus)
“Falling forth towards the earth, feeling filth and feeling dirt decimating Gaia’s reign, in disdain
unified we all came with sharpened blades.
Mater Matris loathes in ruthless pain,
as her gashing wound is ripped
again and again. Defiled by the Hume
she lays in languish as she is graced
upon by the outrageous”. Into the body,
with force to feed the machine,
oh how thou hast mocked me.
Behold! The future is here, and look
as all the earthly lands are laid to waist.
We are now faced with this treacherous race.
Fueling destruction with such haste.
“I am your life, yet you cut me down
like a farce breed, slaughtered like
the steed you once sacrificed with
no heed to the casualties. It will someday breed again.
(Chorus) “”
. Plagues run ramped rotting our
bodies until the melting flesh reaches
the stem, and it will someday breed again.