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Nature Freak



You see me,
in the grass.
You can't escape the hourglass.

I smell blood.
I sense fear.
I'll take what I need from here.

Get ready.
Here I come.
You'll be dead and I'll be done.

you see me,
in the grass.
I drop Seeds in my Hourglass.

I'll plant seeds
in your flesh,
to make you grow far from death.

Feel the roots,
they are you.
A dramatic end isn't rude.

You've seen me,
in the grass,
but have you seen the hourglass?