One tree composes the entire sassafras grove
Vegetative manifest destiny propels its growth

Even as the green leaves turn black

I searched for that sinful seed
That began this unchecked growth
Of endless reproducing replicates

Fatigue, distrust, remorse
Anticipation, heartache, shame
Every emotion I encountered
Claimed to be a person with that power

Yet feelings are false and can be fallen
The bark I’ve scratched, the leaves I’ve torn
Some I’ve even overcome
Still the forest only thickened more

Then I fell myself

Now my ambition, once unjustified and diffuse
Sprouts with the vigor of sassafras
Reclaiming land thought lost with a green
And very visible hand that holds onto mine

The forest continues to densen
Sweet sinful confusion still conceals the heart
Beating the path has only become harder
But in your eyes I see my pain
Irrelevant as the means to the end

We will find the root
And steep its very core
We will drink it
And we will see more

You nuclear, nuclear, power plant of energy
you amplify, what we see
what we hear, our misery
we lose control, we set you free
eruptions on each frequency.

Hauted by our lands you mark
haunted by our ghosts of dark
haunting waves which shine us through
as echoes screech now:
Us is you.

Eyes are looking, guessing, gazing
messing with reality, projected right in front of us
reapplying estimations
to apply the situations
scorched in radiated red within
these burns healed by geometry.

Seconds in proximity
years arc away, so yonder-far
avoid to speak of names misleading
defeating memory
hearts beating.

Genetic codes, imcompatible
recompiled concepts, generic
senses switch which sense makes sense
or which does not, or which will densen.

Evacuated bunkers, mansions
leafless forests, fleshless rubble
contaminated tenements, clinics
the breath of death kissed every brick.

Looking for guilt, deaf to solution
Drops eaves in suspicion, blind to the fault
the joke before the shock's intrusion
an inverted version of itself.

Dumber yet than afterwards
a blindfold of uranium sorts
glows cognitive pollution.

Oh, oh. Do not attempt to flee
No choice, no choice but to embrace
this anthropolar ecstasy!

Oh,
oh you nuclear
you nuclear
power plant of energy
you amplify, what we see
what we hear, our misery
we lose control, we set you free
eruptions on each frequency.

Hauted by our lands you mark
haunted by our ghosts of dark
haunting waves which shine us through
as echoes screech now:
Us is you.