Nothing stops them.
Weep for man;
the time has arrived to reclaim the land.
Freed is flotsam.
Contrary molds unite!
All gadgets fail.
Laugh at man;
his feeble affronts gain no upper hand.
Green will prevail.
Contrary bushes roar!
Turn back the soil;
bury man.
Biosphere sirens resurrect Pan
in a new coil.
Contrary trees attack!