Time is a chloroform
Nature a horror film

Slow-motion holocaust
Flowing past

We are the star of age
We swallow every age

Tiny philosopher
Poet-turned-sage

Nature dismembers us
Breaks and Decembers us

Erasing our wanderlust
Slowing us down

Going on for centuries
Is how we're meant to be

Like an enormous tree
Winged through with history

Tiny philosopher
Poet-turned-sage
Nature Decembers us
So be adventurous

Here comes the Terminus
Sic transit us
Sic transit us
Sic transit us
Sic transit us
Sic transit us
Sic transit us