This pile of apples and grapes
From the earth
People put the leftover skin
Residue, return to the earth
Nutrition also comes from
The earth, so that we have enough energy.
seek pleasure and make merry
Finally, leave your body to the earth.
This is not over yet.
There are people across from this waste recycling station.
Lyrics: the earth
mother
2, holding out flowers and fruits, holding out grain and grass.
Hold out mountains, rivers, grasslands and lakes.
Take out oil, coal, steel and gold.
The gods are singing and dancing. It's time to sacrifice to you.
Landslides, rivers of blood, full of joy,
Killing crusaders, spells rise from all directions,
People are trampling and crazy, and you wake up in ignorance.
The gods are singing and dancing. It's time to save you.
I haven't recovered yet, and people have forgotten.
Singing praise, cursing and trampling, you are silent, with your body.
With blood and tears, with bones and muscles, with everything on the land.
Tell your happiness, tell your pain.
You can't express your thoughts in words.
If there are moderate buildings, factories and development.
This sad human can praise you for having everything.
This poor human can also curse you for having nothing.
The gods are singing, omnipotent human beings.
What sacrifices should I make for your great achievements?
The gods are dancing, you push your luck, human.
What should I take to save your loophole?