I am

I am the pick, I am the spade

To break the choking bitumen

I am the axe, I am the blade

To log the skyscraper down again

And when I die I am the flower

That breaks the edges of the street

I am the root that cracks the road

I am our victory so sweet

As above, so below, that 's the way our wild earth goes

As without, so within, and standing firm as the rock we'll win

I am the worm that digs below

That takes the dead and gives it life

I am the bowels of the earth

I am the sacrificial knife

And when I die I am the meat

That feeds the food my people grow

Bury me in my own backyard

As I did above let me do below

As above, so below, that 's the way our wild earth goes

As without, so within, and as the air and water flow we'll win

I am the spark that lights the fire

The burning tree that won't forgive

I am oppression's funeral pyre

I am a world where all can live

I am the water bearing rock

I am the tree that will not bend

I am the thunder and the storm

I am the means I am the end

As above, so below, that 's the way our wild earth goes

As without, so within, and burning fierce as the sun we'll win

As above, so below, that 's the way our wild earth goes

Breath and spirit, blood and skin, earth a and water, air and fire -

we'll win.