The Earth has always had a planShe shifts continents like furniturestirs storms in her sleepstarts over when she feels like itShe doesn’t need permissionShe doesn’t need usNo, we didn’t cause all thisThe Earth has her own cyclesher own rhythmShe...

Your soul has withered, your conscience dead, your eyes don't cry, you have a heart of ice, your face so pale, so clammy everywhere, every word you utter to me filled with vulgarity... gives me violent shivers...   Why vicious?   You stole my heart and never gave it back, still you try...