Nourished by sun and rain in a wild domain
Living off stones and sand, fed by nature's rocky hand
no ears this terrain has to hear you complain
survival's demand, a life living off the land
A person coerced by their wild hunger and thirst
Cuts the grass hair nature owns, build their house of her bones
They drink from her veins, make omelets of her brains dispersed
Breaking their mother's skin so thin, then steal all that she owns
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