Fire Will Fall, Purging it all Away, (Gaia Will be Renewed).

Who's gonna bring it,
all to an end
Wash away the injustice
with an mushroom rain

Every night I can feel
it, the spirit of the
city, in my dreams cause,
when in sleep we're
revealed mysteries

Can discern truth
Bypass
Programmed thoughts
We've been forced
into
Believing things
the way they want
us to
Brain-washing
Implanting their own
agenda

Watch the rain fall,
see its wake spread-out
Perfectly equal
circumference, in
every direction
From its bathe they'll
be no escaping

Over which town will
the cloud first settle
Scorching the land,
burning down the trees
and the brambles
After conflagration
purifies
the soil/soul is most
excellently fertile

Fire of cleansing,
fire of insight
Desire of purity,
desire of clarity
Bringing about new
shoots of life
meta-physically,
in the soul,
within internal
man deeds like fruits
grows

This tree that is within
body
Soul the root from which
it grows
Skin the bark
Shed it thru falling fire
from the gods
And the earth can be
sated
For rebirth and new growth