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Nature, the creator
Profund, overseer
In turmoil, she cares
In anger, no life is spared
She waits by the forest
For my humble entrance
I feel her embrace
I bow in her presence
She waits for compliance
From her lemming masses
Hellbent on her destruction
In the end, devastation
