The world is collapsing
The forests are burning
The old paradigm crumbling
We stand in the midst of the ashes
War, famine, disease
The darkest hour is at its peak
We gather the ruins
Collect the coal and
Shed our tears
On this coming new moon
We will alchemize
Turning ashes
into new life
The coal holds memories
nutrients to fertilize
repair the soil
Water replenish
Seeds awaken
rebirth our earth
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