This is the land of stone spheres and jade I was born here under new moon I spend my days scattering bones I swing with the wind and the pines Searching for jewels in the sky I just dilute myself into the night Tearing my hands against the ground Digging a grave tired and bowed This land cries out forbidden rites Exiled tribes rot in the mud Creatures drop dead right on my door Here's where I will shelter my soul forever