Expectations

If I want the birds to drop ead from the sky, the heavens will be void of life
If i want the vermin to rot in the earth, the maggots will be fed on bloos
Feed on blood
I am the power of the soil
In consume the heat of the sun and I’m the deep of the earth
I provide the source of life
If I want your buildings to collapse, the ground will tremble through my voise
If I want your cars to stop, I will ignite your gasoline
I can take your life
I can take your energy
I can take your soul
I can take your breath
I’m the root of all your trees, the very net below your feet
And I’m the deep of the earth
I provide the source of life