Fart Pickle
Bottleneck
pitter patter of feet on scorched plains
water can't wash away this taste
of sulfur ash and acid rain
now within the husk of an ancient tree
just another animal to play this game
but this time extinction was self-taught
so just how far will you go
to disbelieve anything will happen to your world
you may pretend that we're cemented
but we have hardly any control
leaning over a cliff several miles high
and at its back a jagged wall of spikes
inching closer while it gasps for air
just like so many of life's forms
that live and die through violent storms
it claws anew or is lost to history
Aus Songtexte Mania