A gentle breeze carries through the forest, a biting song of Earth
A voice, a vibration, echoing through the arboreal chasm
Reaching mammoth mountains and ancient arching trees
Whispering, ‘I remember’, thine guardians of old
For now zephyrs blow
Where petrified giants slumber
Prolonged hibernation, a deep sleep, waiting to be broken
When balance needs to be restored, the world relinquished
Their sanctuary disrupted, human progress increasing
The morning is near, when the Earth will heave, and they will awaken
Until then zephyrs blow
Where petrified giants slumber
And there are rumbles and their are groans
And soon they will rise to reclaim their home
An inevitable destiny for this virus, this human race
To be confronted by what we’ve awoken, to be erased
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