A Glacier Eventually Farts (And Don't You Listen to the Song of Life)

Nature here is vile and base

I would see asphyxiation and choking and

Fighting for survival and

Just rotting away

Of course there is a lot of misery

The trees here are in misery and

The birds are in misery

I don't think they- they sing

They just screech in pain

But it is the same misery that is all around us

It's like a curse

Weighing on an entire landscape

And whoever goes too deep into this

Has his share of that curse

It's a land that God has created in anger

Even the- the stars up here in the- in the sky look like a mess

Taking a close look at what's around us

There is some sort of a harmony

The harmony of overwhelming and collective murder

But, when I say this, I say this all full of admiration

It is not that I hate it, I love it, I love it very much

But I love it against my better judgement