The ghosts of fire dance across the crimson skyline
The spirits of life enter the pale world of ashes
With emberhands the flames embrace the land
The fiery invasion consumes mighty bark and burns old stem
Another giant falls to the blackened ground
What remains is a monument of bygone beauty
An altar of wisdom in a world consumed by deaths fierce fangs
Wood and bone fade into ruin
They make the wind the only survivor
But the undying spirit of thе wilderness
Brings word from the anciеnt halls of bark and branch
“Weep not for me, for i can not die
I shall live forever
I will return with a myriad of sprouts, when Lord Spring sends his blessings
I will arise, from seed to sapling, from tree to eternity”
The spirits of life enter the pale world of ashes
With emberhands the flames embrace the land
The fiery invasion consumes mighty bark and burns old stem
Another giant falls to the blackened ground
What remains is a monument of bygone beauty
An altar of wisdom in a world consumed by deaths fierce fangs
Wood and bone fade into ruin
They make the wind the only survivor
But the undying spirit of thе wilderness
Brings word from the anciеnt halls of bark and branch
“Weep not for me, for i can not die
I shall live forever
I will return with a myriad of sprouts, when Lord Spring sends his blessings
I will arise, from seed to sapling, from tree to eternity”
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