Roots pull deep, my body falls
The forest waits, takes it all
Skin peels back, the worms will feast
A silent hymn, a rotting priest
Flesh to soil, bone to dust
Life consumed, as all things must
Forest swallows, earth
I give myself to nature's hands
The stench of death, the moss will rise
Feast of blood, where I die
Flesh to soil, bone to dust
Hollow corpse, broken shell
I am the rot, the forest's spell
From death comes life, the circle turns
Through flesh and bone, the forest burns
Flesh to soil, bone to dust
Life consumed, as all things must