A Glacier Eventually Farts (And Don't You Listen to the Song of Life)

Nature here is vile and base
 I would see asphyxiation and choking and
 Fighting for survival and
 Just rotting away
 Of course there is a lot of misery
 The trees here are in misery and
 The birds are in misery
 I don't think they- they sing
 They just screech in pain
 But it is the same misery that is all around us
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 It's like a curse
 Weighing on an entire landscape
 And whoever goes too deep into this
 Has his share of that curse
 It's a land that God has created in anger
 Even the- the stars up here in the- in the sky look like a mess
 Taking a close look at what's around us
 There is some sort of a harmony
 The harmony of overwhelming and collective murder
 But, when I say this, I say this all full of admiration
 It is not that I hate it, I love it, I love it very much
 But I love it against my better judgement