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An ember rises deep in roots of my

Everlasting soul, primeval body

Force forgotten since we left the caverns

When the time has come to move forward

It calls me to where heart of nature is

Massive grey mountains, overgrown old woods

Virgin temples of life plurality

Places with their own timeline

I try to ignore blazing call inside

Growing impulse of primitive instinct

I feel fear and hate rushing through my veins

Slowly in my mind crawls sense of loss

Those new chains are holding me tight

Thousands years to cut umbilical cord

Indestructible bond with mother nature

"finally we can take care of ourselves"

Self awareness surpassed the children

And they rejected their mother

But they were never self-sufficient

Now I stand shackled in chains created by myself

On my own old request unable to move

Inner embers, the old mothers' love

Makes me feel both proud and ashamed

I desire reconnection, but it's too late

Prodigal sons did not get a second chance