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Mastodon Blood Mountain

This forest is growing faster than I can tell Cell structure eats away at a massive swell Seems however I'm a victim of circumstance Hunt for ogres and

my eyes Falling short of gauntlet Covered in blood-sucking flies The touch is cold I tore a path screaming through wind and blood I will it all Burning

No one sees the difference in the land Where the sky meets earth Form horizons Hand of stone Arm of strength Nature's fire Fist of gold Venom stains

Running faster than I ever have Evading sharks of the sky Death trap and I kill again Dig through my own hives Shelter from sky Talon of raptor Force

Floating in red again A deepened soil Nothing Empty cup Trade not known Showing promise of a perfect land No regrets for a fallen ground The omen passed

Earth has burst Mountain flames Moon beheld Father snake Mind control Has left its nest Shame on Bulls roar loud The fearless fall Wooden vessel Broken