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's a lot of misery
The trees here are in misery and
The birds are in misery, I don’t think they sing
They just screech in pain

But it is the same misery that is all around us

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 stars up here 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's is not that I hate it — I love it, I love it very much
But I love it against my better judgment...