Humans needed the Earth, She did not need humans. The poisoned planet burns, And floods, and greens… And flourishes againĪnd as the years crawl slowly past. The environment will stabilize eventually, and She will become a healthy, living planet once again… Gaia reborn. I left this next verse out, to shorten the recording, it further defines the process that will allow the Earth to heal Herself. The people fight each other as they have always done.ĭark Mother relishes their terror, Their fire and iron, and compensating guns. Dark Mother will watch, satisfied that the problem is solving itself. There will be riots and worse when the food shortages come. Global climate change, flooding, drought, wildfires. More harmful radiation reaches the ground, reaching us. “The burning skies.” We see them all too frequently these days. Where She’ll sow chaos and past due justice… To cleanse the Earth, Her precious, living ball “In the shadows of Dark, Ancient Mountains And all of humanity will enjoy their just dessert. The hatred and division are the cherries on top of the apocalyptic cake. “Because you can’t drink the water, and you can’t breathe the air.” That scenario is too biblical I think She will watch us stew in our own foul juices. Upon waking will She “sow chaos and past due justice?” I don’t think so, now. The horns also signify Her connection to nature and Her “otherness” from humanity. Her “crown of horns” signifies Her place as the Earth Mother. Poisoning the planet, plundering the resources, drilling and mining, consuming, and polluting. She knows what we, collectively, have done. The chorus explains those voices and nagging feelings we have about life, these days, the premonitions, Cassandra-like, mostly ignored and forgotten. When we look through the window in our mind, what is happening, what has been happening for decades, for centuries, is drawing to a Hellish close. The first lines are an introduction explaining that reality is not as it seems. You can listen to (and purchase) the track here on my Bandcamp page: Her Harbingers, the Crows, bring the dreams. Getting closer to the end She would awaken to watch humanity’s curtain closing. That image stayed with me, but I believed that instead of erasing the horrible plague that humans have become on Her “precious, blue, and living ball,” She would watch us, dreaming, as we destroyed our own environment. In that dream Dark Mother strode across the landscape, gigantic, leaving everything behind Her in smoking, burning ruins. I awoke at 3 AM that morning writing frantically almost to the dawn trying to capture it. Originally, I was going to write about my song “Dread Persephone,” but since Spring has passed I decided, instead, to write about a much darker vision, the awakening of the Dark Mother.Ĭrow Whispers is one of two pieces I wrote, inspired by an apocalyptic dream.
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