Epitath of a Dryad-Dance Macabre- Lucid Creamz & SiZone collaboration

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Yew wood burning,
Souls returning
Back from the underworld.
Crossing over at Small World.

The ancient lore
Of wood and tree
The Runic warnings
Came to me.

The danger no one else could see...
Heed the warnings,
Heed the signs,
She tried to warn them all in time...

No one listened,
No One seem to care
And so opened the portal
Of the wyred.

Spewing toxic gasses all around.
Opening portals to the under realms.
Third eye open seeing all,
No one heard the warning call.

The seer’s nightmare
To not be seen
To not be headed in the
Wryded dream.

To be dismissed,
Be not believed,
Is the seer’s
Nightmare daydream.

The portal opened. The under realms doors,
Oblivious they were.
And again she tried to warn
No one listened. They would only scorn.

The fumes burning in their eyes.
But only one heard the Dryads cry,
As it was released into the fiery sky.
And Into the sound system, a feedback, a terrible cry.

The smoke inhaled by all,
Will change them forever,
Forever!!!
Transformed...

Birth life death rebirth,
Is the cycle of this tree.
Shamanistic codes,
Entwined within the leaves.

In the burning was released
Into everyone who breathed.
In the fumes
Of the Taxus tree.

The shamanistic toxins breathed
Released from within the Yew tree
A spirit of ancient times.
Forgotten lost and from the Dry.

Tribal leaders buried under roots,
Knowledge released within the shoots,
And into ALL was released
As in the taxins they breathed.

Some suffered much
And some had fun.
Dancing and singing all night long
The Gateways were guarded by sacred song.

Of witches three
And of warriors strong.
And the words of the bards of modern times.
Speaking their truths through their magical linguistic rhymes...

And so the fumes ACTIVATED.
Rebirth INITIATED..
Download Completed.
And the Dryads......assimilated...