View Of A Million Trees (Thrawsunblat)

As I climb mount Parafac With the weight of the urns on my back I grieve you. I grieve the four of you. As I reach the snowbound rock With the weight of the earth on my back I must leave you. I must heave you to the winds. View of a million trees Brings this sorrowed king to his knees View of a million trees I am not what I once was Before these four deaths because Each tore out and gored my battered heart. A man awake but with no breath Part of me torn out with each death Alive, yet dying for rebirth. View of a million trees And a sky burial for thee Too much death around me To ever be reborn. Too much death around me. I must put these ghosts to rest. A thousand lakes crowned in pine Gleam beneath this mountain spine Relieve you Receive you in their midst. Would that you could see this aerial Altar at your skyward burial. Fly, fly on the four winds! View of a million trees. I feel the death release me. My spirit becoming clean. I feel the death release me. I lay what I was to rest. I can feel the silence, All across the land, Bearing peace and solace To this sorrowed man. I can feel the silence, Misting whisper song, Lifting off the burden I've worn for so long.