The group is spilt in half for this tune Kursed and SLice focusing on the positives of the world with the sinister pair that are Roon and Kleeshay prefering to point out some of the negatives.
Lyrics
Kursed Rimes aka 2 fell swoops:
as i watch the sky turn blue, to white to grey/
to darker shades as it shifts from night to day/
to day to night i sway from right to left/
out of breath thinkin which way to choose, life or death/
i gaze at the stars they gaze at me/
the leaves whisper as the breeze sway the trees/
rain blesses my head like holy water/
such beauty in a world being slowly tortured/
like lambs to the slaughter/
fathers brothers and sons mothers sisters and daughters/
insignificance is bliss/
i don't think anyone should be the ruler of this/
not even god, if he even exists/
open up your eyes, see through the mist/
shed your clothes the human body is good!/
and join me as i run naked through the woods/
Homeslice aka Benny the Kid:
precious moments singing and kissin at day break//
climbing coldtrees chasin bee's watchin a still lake//
strayin off footpaths and followin wild tracks//
chewin on long grass and liein on haystacks//
infact step back and watch the wind in motion//
the grass sway intime with mother natures emotion//
the woodpeckers percusion and a baby deers bleet//
(its) impossible to sleep when your counting these sheep//
the birds grace airwaves and survey the worlds splendor//
i hop another paddok followin my own venture//
lavender and sunshine scent the fresh air//
Yet 99% of humans just dont care//
whata waste of imagination from natures kitchin//
to ignore a heritage of a countryside richin //
distinction tradition and beauty to name a few//
the landscapes exhale and weep with morning dew//
rhune:
sun rise, sun fall, dust settled expecting the next brawl/
protect all neglecting no one seeing rite thru the brick walls/
and the ripple shatters imagry of peace and tranquility/
the trees start to whisper and then they gain mobility/
activities of man get cast into the shade/
fish float belly up, and then they sink and slowly fade/
as i wade in the stagnent water of baron marsh lands/
the harsh hands of mother nature clap and counger dark plans/
like tarzaan a rumble in the jungle then occurs/
herds scatter over flatter ground and parrots lose their words/
birds fall from the sky on to ferns & weathered terrain/
all brightness drained by burns and scars they have sustained/
as rain pelts down, the drops spit, the floods swallow/
hollo trunks washed away and yet still she feels no sorrow/
Tomoro blood red smoke will fill the atomosphere/
the earth prepareds itself 4 punishment but this time more servere//
