Born/Reborn/Undead/Death

Within the nature we rise from elsewhere
Born from an unperfect being, we are pure life
Our mother gave us to the world
We were born from nature itself
Mother is nature itself...
In the beginning we couldn't understand a word
We couldn't remember a thing
We learned more and more, from mother, from nature
She helped on our development as human beings
We learned how to gave life

[and then it faded away]

We started to loose some abilities
We started to depend on others
We couldn't remember anything
Neither understand a word
Everything became so confusing
We lost the sky, we lost the candle of life
We had returned to nature itself
And nature gave us death