Our love warming, bugs are swarming, ncountries warring, bulls are goring. nFell like old trees, depth of the rings.nTowards life love and death. nThings that we need, dead that we grieve,nkeep track of your things, your history.nKingdom of the meek, séance wide.nnDetonate your life in a triumph of days.nWhere we've gone, where we stay.nAll this love in disarray.