I defend the soil, the promise that I made
When all was as it was before
When ground would bare its teeth as if to claim the prize
I force myself to look away. the wheel has turned, and still shall turn again
The predator will take the prey
To us within, this cycle stands as law

Ever I rest assured, my power undenied
These sacrifices shall persist
Ochre tombs are creaking open
Voracious graves glut themselves on the weak

The web that I’ve woven, ensnares
And shall persist
Another soul is mine and lost forever
In the marsh’s ghostly mist

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