Just Go Outside - Black Cross

Wash the earth and seed from pink tender feet

Severed roots beneath concrete cold

Even the beast won’t foul its home

Instincts fail where profit lies

The life we live is rape

Reap the fruit then branch and seed

Programmed spawn takes beyond need

Cut the cord

Sickness runs from saltless hands

Fruit from barren lands tasteless lifeless

Burn the forest

I am king