I deem we're forgetting
The world that we loved,
The world that we left
When we got better shafts.
What used to be black
Now is one to paint white
The nature strikes back
'Cause it is in its rights.
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Rage of thundering sky
And the roaring storm
That we are to be torn.
For each poor thing,
For each extinct beast
The bell outrings
For our final disease.
I dreamed I was walking
Around the world
Weeping and bleeding,
But dropping no word.
My tears washed the cities
Away from my sight.
I thought,'what a pity!’
I was in my rights.
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Now it seems to me clear
Things that have to come down
Haven't been our steers,
Haven't been our crowns.
We are trapped in a snare
That we built by ourselves.
We gave birth to nightmare
And nobody else.
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