Sitting silently in a tree
I strive to listen closely
Remembering how things used to be
When a place like this was holy
And people walked the astral plane
As far as they could go
Enduring vast amounts of pain
With lust their eyes did glow
Creeping darkly on the ground
I catch an earthly scent
I flay it madly round and round
For fear my life is spent
Then I remember who I am
The things that I must do
For I am living as mortal man
And only this tree is true .