1. SERMON ON THE PLAIN

Heels dug into the ground
Grow with the field
A gift to the sky
Consumed as wheat

Watch thy bounty wither
No savior saves the soul
The wind strips the seed again

Passion for the deific
Desire for conscription
Fear of the mephitic
Fear of life

Roots cling to the field as thunder claps
The softened soil, weakened knees
Arms aside, mouth agape
Let it rain, make us whole

Arms aside, don't fight against it
Mouth agape, don't try to speak
Let it rain, drown inside
Make us whole


2. THE PITH

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