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Let's appease the soil
So that it will stop asking for humans blood
How do we appease the soil?
To stop asking for humans blood
Human deaths have become countless
This world has nosedive
Man come forth from the soil
But the Lord said
The soil he shall return
From one sun to another
We till the soil with hot sweats dripping
From our bent back
We hew the woods from the soil
We eat the fruits from the soil
At last, the soil shall consume us
Let's appease the soil
So that it will stop asking for humans blood
How do we appease the soil?
To stop asking for humans blood
Human deaths have become countless
This world has nosedive
Man come forth from the soil
But the Lord said
The soil he shall return
Whatever we do
Let's think about the inevitability of death
When we drink and dine
Death is a brutal minder of our emptiness
All struggle to assemble
Our vanity must not deceive us because death is waiting for us
Surely, it will come when it will come
Let's appease the soil
So that it will stop asking for humans blood
How do we appease the soil?
To stop asking for humans blood
Human deaths have become countless
This world has nosedive
Man come forth from the soil
But the Lord said
The soil he shall return
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Death is a bad debt
For you to pay, you must die
This burden places on man's fragile head
He must carry it into his grave