A Glacier Eventually Farts (And Don'T You Listen To The Song Of Life)

Nature here is vile and base
I would see asphyxiation and choking and
Fighting for survival and
Just rotting away
Of course there is a lot of misery
The trees here are in misery and
The birds are in misery
I don't think they- they sing
They just screech in pain
But it is the same misery that is all around us

It's like a curse
Weighing on an entire landscape
And whoever goes too deep into this
Has his share of that curse
It's a land that God has created in anger
Even the- the stars up here in the- in the sky look like a mess
Taking a close look at what's around us
There is some sort of a harmony
The harmony of overwhelming and collective murder
But, when I say this, I say this all full of admiration
It is not that I hate it, I love it, I love it very much
But I love it against my better judgement