A Self-made Doom

From this Earth we distorted, it shall come,
The day when we'll all finally die.
We'll have to face the consequences of our blindness.
Slain by our own mother Earth.

We have doomed ourselves,
By using and destroying this place for too long.
A corrupting waste is what's left of us.
The home that gave us birth will blow us out,
We perverted our home...
Nature will destroy its virus,
And allow itself to be healed.

From this Earth we distorted, it shall come
The day when we'll all finally die.
We'll have to face the consequences of our blindness,
Slain by our own mother Earth.
The end of our time.

If our time is nearing to an end,
Why should we keep on living a meaningless life?
What difference does it make if we leave today?
If we are doomed to disappear,
Why should we wait?

I shall spread my wings to free the Earth from myself,
To join a place where there is no up, no down, no centre.
A journey to a realm doomed by endless night,
An infinite, blank and unknown ground,
To which I shall rise.
Only through death, shall we redeem ourselves.



Credits
Writer(s): David Nicolas Mottier
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