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These Louring forests close to rot in ash and dust Your demon eyes stare cold heartedly How am I supposed to see the trees arise Blindfolded through mass extinction Sun setting over ruined lives it shines upon us Grasping for a glimpse of light Raging through the soil it reached the fi nal climax Confused in levels of our fiction Sulfur running through the antlers structure Extinct race through reckless progress within human minds I see the last survivors running against time Their habits fell for the machines Though they were begging for asylum I hear the calls of the wolves at night They used to howl at the moonlit skies Now the light has been forgotten And the trees can't hide the pain These darkened days have no more sun to shine These Louring forests close to rot in ash and dust How am I supposed to see the trees arise Blindfolded through mass extinction Sun setting over ruined lives I see the last survivors running against time Their habits fell for the machines Though they were begging for asylum From Letras Mania