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This hate possesses me

I despise all humanity

I can't hide anymore

I'm clawing at the forest floor

I hope when they find me

They let me rot so far beneath

Under the dirt and stones

Let worms eat the flesh and leave the bones

With open wrists I fall

I don't have the strength to kill them all

Is this the end for me?

Am I returning to the trees?

My blood like cosmic rain

The roots entangle with my veins

It's not the end you see

I am returning to the trees

I am tired, I am old

I am bitter, I am cold

My dead friends call to me

This hate will turn into my peace