Purpose, Reminded of your source
Respect, Respect your entourage

Is this our home or is this our throne?
This earth was once sacred to men

Is this our home or is this our throne?
This earth was once in harmony with men

Who are we to claim this world our own,
when it is us who were invited?

We are far from being aware,
of what this earth is capable of doing
Will we remain, Will we remain
or is there nothing more to gain?

Ayahuasca, the cure kicks in
This is medicine

Tomorrow, the wind will blow a little harder
And the days will be a little shorter
Nothing to be concerned about,
These are the terms of Nature to accept
We can swim against the currents
but we can‘t climb the waterfalls

So Who are we to claim this world our own,
when it is us who were invited?
We are far from being aware,
of what this earth is capable to do...

In this infinite constellation we are nothing more but a stain
Although we reign, We possess nothing but distress

The seed has become the plague

Ayahuasca, the cure kicks in
This is medicine

Reminding us of our source

Every new beginning comes from some other beginning‘s end

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