Infinity Hill

Another "work of art" from my darker days...

Where the flowers fight back
and they chop and they hack
and they maim and they kill
on Infinity Hill.
Where the trees devour
hour after hour
and they show what they feel
on Infinity Hill.
Where the people pray
it's not their last day
and they beg and they kneel
on Infinity Hill.
Where nature's alive
like bees in a hive
we're their next meal
on Infinity Hill.
Rivers run cold
where souls have been sold
and they roll like a wheel
on Infinity Hill.