I felt bare, skinless, Like the nomads that once roamed the earth, The ones that followed the rapid changes of the lands, My ancestors, from the earth and through my blood, Today is the day I receive you and you receive me, Blood of my blood, bones of my bones, Let me return to the dirt and atone, For all the aches and pains that I have caused to be, Let the lands flourish and flood, While I am gone