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• Artiste: Misery Index
• Titre: The Carrion Call
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Bring out your dead... Call of the carrion crow, civilized man had no friend Whale of the silent sea, the ocean is yours, they've left it empty Hawk and the emerald dove, soar and sail on wings above Across halcyon streams, to a place where madmen once would dream Cast your senses, to another world Back a millennia, another time when Savage squatters, remade the earth And Gaia screamed As she was raped Then after, thereafter, she took revenge Rusting towers, roots spreading Asphalt cracking, under live oak Vines entangle, the shells they once called their homes Termination, billions composted Germination, merged cadavers into peat Resurrection, food for the earthworms Fertilizing dead sward in turn Solitude, sacrosanct, as Gaia speaks through whip-poor-wills at first daybreak Propagation, feces and flesh fructify Sown asunder, corpses blended with the soil Transmutations, spill forth from Gaia's womb Life comes screaming, overdue, on a landscape free of man Beasts of a broken line, fill the void on silent earth Heed the carrion call...rebirth