CloudFist from Breathe by Sazara

Il silenzio mi circonda come io entro nel bosco.
L’irrilevanza della mia presenza travolge la mia mente.
Vita picchi; cicli.

In the world we created, our souls call out to our mother
We smother the cries.
Consuming possessions to fulfill the perception
That we are more than just pawns.
A species imbued with entitlement
Destruction preceding enlightenment.

We will reclaim the nature of our existence
Or nature will reclaim her dignity.
Searching for meaning in a meaningless way.
Open your mind to simplicity.

Let us not be a generation of dreamers.
May we refine idea before action.
The collective thought is surprisingly harmonious.
Why are we not taking a stand against what is clearly a broken system
Designed to oppress those in need?

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