The Burial - Seeming, AAIMON

To the lighthouse that faithfully whispers the fisherman starboard

To the children whose days number more than every flower in Europe

To the nations who charter their florid colonial highways

To the towers erected by contractors named after kings

God will bury you;

nature will bury you

To the gunmen who guard against all of the starving

God will bury you;

nature will bury you

To the screens and the radios where words turn to weapons

God will bury you;

nature will bury you

To the terrified rich man

God will bury you

To the killer of animals

Nature will bury you

To the worship of justice

The reliance on reason

And the fire in your eyes

God will bury you

Nature will bury you

Time will bury your bones unseen

Total and absolute

Infinite amplitude

Till all the black is ripe in green

God will bury you

Nature will bury you

Time will bury your bones unseen

Total and absolute

Infinite amplitude

Till all the black is ripe in green

And I’m not angry

I’m not sad

I’m just stating the fact

I’m not angry

I’m not sad

I’m just stating the fact

I’m not angry

I’m not sad

I’m just stating the fact that

God will bury you

Nature will bury you

God will bury you

Nature will bury you

God will bury you

Nature will bury you

God will bury you

Nature will bury you