Stripping the earth of her selfhood
Blind to the balance and tangle of lives

I can feel the earth shake inside of me as I wake
I can feel the earth
I can feel the earth shake inside of me as I wake
I can feel the earth
I feel the earth

Animated skulls with empty sockets
Sink acrylic teeth into projected profit
They think their owed our labor
They think they're owed our bodies
They think they're owed the earth
They think they own the earth

What will it take
For us to perceive ourselves beyond the singular
What will it take
For us to understand
We become with each other or not at all
We become with each other or not at all
Blind to the balance and tangle of lives
We become with each other or not at all

They think they're owed our labor
They think they're owed our bodies
They think
I can feel
They're owed our labor
The earth is shaking

They think
She is grieving
They're owed our bodies
She is seething

They think
I can feel
They're owed the earth
The earth is quaking

They think
She is grieving
They own the earth
She is seething