The leaves, they turn and frolic in their innocence
We touch them, expecting the coldness of their earthen squander.
We have lost to mankind.
Perched on the tree, stoops a vulture
We find comfort in ourselves, we don't look back
Ponder yourself, as you muster your courage.
Seek for yourself your truth.
Unmask your despair, face your iniquities, your demons
Take heart, and know that you are loved.
Among all the creatures, you are not alone.
We have lost to mankind.
The grass is damp under your feet from its morning bliss.
We touch them, hoping they grant us the audacity to persevere
We have not yet lost to mankind.
Poised in front of us is a lion
We gaze at its infernal gaze, paralyzed by fear.
Revitalize your mind, steady your heart, and take heed.
Fight your battles wisely, and leave nothing unturned.
Remove from your complexion all that hinders.
Feel the wind graze your heart, you are loved.
You, who are valued above all the animals.
Pray that you do not lose to mankind.
Pray that you will venture forth,
Until we live again,
Until we win again,
and most importantly, until we have faces.
