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Brett Windnagle
Brett Windnagle
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Ravenous hunger, unsatiated needs A plague of man to consume all things The earth stripped clean, bare and desolate Secrets slumbering Born from the womb of the mountain In deep secrets of the earth From soil tilled with metal and rock A seed from the Old Ones Raised in the shadows of death In the loom of euthanized silhouettes A world forced to surrender too soon History repeats, an echo from the stone Footsteps treading on the rocks of forbidden grounds Widened eyes see things that were never really meant to be seen Ghostly words they linger here, they're dripping from the dark Speaking of small tragedies and little loves And they must know what it is This yearning they were born with A connection to know what made them To know if they had purpose To know what made them unwanted What led them to be abandoned A lifetime of scorn That will be answered for Alone with the night Alone with the fire Small solitudes still comfort In their world apart But truth lies much deeper than blood So much more than just their skin The swansong of a world in the rock Last words on the cusp of clouds Daughter of the mountain Twisted arms snake from the earth Hiding a hoard of unkempt truths A grave of metal and rust The mountains hide where makers end Hides the sins of selfish men A circle of death kept from the world Buried deeds lost to the sky The sky spoke with the mountain's voice To woman born of mountain's womb Secrets of blood, soil, and metal Of futures made of lifeless fields The sun descends from the sky To scorch earth, metal, and man The daughter of the mountain Unyielding to even a star Death throes in the waves of an ocean Buried in graves set in the light of stars The mountain's body remains Left to the soil she defended Unfounded and unpraised A long earned rest Her voice still echoes in the world Through metal, rock, and rust Mourn only so long her death Warmth found in the strength of her will Nestled in the overgrowth of her home Caressed by the soil she saved Eyes shut against the light she's kept The earth in her hands
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