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Deep, Calm forest. As dark as the night sky above.

The wind plays with the branches as it does with the waters
and creates the waves on this sanctuary of life.
And on the places, where the moonshine touches the ground,
the spirits, guardians of the forest, dance around.

Human, don't you care?

Well ... you don't see.
You don't have to be.
You are here thanks to me.
Yeah ... your future here depends on me.

Human, don't you care?

Well ... you don't see.
You don't have to be.
You are here thanks to me.
Yeah ... your future here depends on me.

I see your face,

your beauty, your grace.
But I'm afraid,
I can't stop this reign,
of our shade,
which comes from our fame,
that we obey away.

Look at kind of mine,

our hunger, our grind,
we need to thrive,
to stay here alive,
to spread our fate,
our one pointless truth,
which keeps us so far from you ...

FIRE is cleaning this forest,
devouring way for freedom,
and advance, so humans can last!
Axe, and rope, in our hands,
will tame all sprouts and waters,
of nature, all living will serve!

Human, don't you care?

Well ... you don't see.
You don't have to be.
You are here thanks to me.
Yeah ... your future here depends on me.

Human, don't you care?

Well ... you don't see.
You don't have to be.
You are here thanks to me.
Yeah ... your future here depends on me.

See, our progress, our power,

neverending desire for control,
you survive, or die!

Sleep and dream and let us

spread our hands all around you
forever, and obscure the sky!

Human, you breathe through me,

You live on me.
You don't have to be.
You are here thanks to me.
Yeah ... your future here depends on me.

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