Guns, Scent destroyers, 
Chainsaw, 
Timber... 
And here I am destined north from here to colder climes, where a few might stand 
Beyond this ridge 
I go In search for fertile land. 
Soon you'll feel my pain because 
I am your future son 
Man and earth as one or 
I ride on through your cancer haze. 
Blackened days, thick with shame. 
The Master; "As fluid as melting ice Receptive as a valley Clear as a glass of water Do you have the patience to wait till the mud settles" (2) "Success is as dangerous as failure Hope is as hollow as fear." (3) 
Victory; is a cluttered home and when it kills you to step outside! 
Tree stands, 
Ghost forest, 
Carbon, Red 
Moon, Now 
I lay Victim of the modern world underneath 
I plant three seeds and giveth my body - decompose to let grow from soil once more. 
In Satan's name 
You're exculpated from blame for your world turning to black 
Alas the deer shoot back before we destroy it all. 
The deer shoot back, 
White tail attack. 2.(Tao Te Ching. Trans. by Stephen Mitchel,l ch.15) 3.(Tao Te Ching. Trans .by Stephen Mitchel l ch.13)