• "Mortally sweet in gaia's lamento"

    Mortally sweet in gaia's lamento
    In waste lies its dead corpse rotting on land,
    Playing the cold dead music in lento
    Marching its way on the weeping command,
    Its earth dieing in a warm steady flow
    Places of grass and green wilting slowly
    Garbage spreads on life's grassy high plateau,
    Leaving rich soil to change to be lowly
    But then in life lives many who fall to cry,
    Who learn that trash is many parts of deeds
    But its seeds learn to rise up high and fly
    When deaths weeds leave their life and be recede
    Man of agriculture plucks down his hoe
    Gaia's land will no longer be in woe.