| You speared the sea-bed
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| With advanced technology
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| In an ectopic act
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| Supplying sanity’s wreckage
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| You thrust the giant lance
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| Into the heart of Ecology
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| Intensive detriment / Extensive damage
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| You built floating towers at the surface
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| To drain the World out of the deepest well
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| You handed out the tools of wickedness
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| Unlimited income / Poisonous Hell
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| Explosions and fire storms ahead
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| Black fluid, oceanic contortion
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| You left behind this Heritage:
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| A bleeding Earth from a depraved experiment
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| You turned out like a refined savage
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| Momentary lunacy / Historical torment
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| Throughout the continuous horizon
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| Explosions and fire storms ahead
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| Black fluid, oceanic contortion
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| Burning waves above a ruined sea-bed
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| Throughout the continuous horizon
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| You painted the water’s eclipse
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| Until the sea was calm and lifeless
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| You couldn’t see the Apocalypse
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| Technological development / Human darkness
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| Explosions and fire storms ahead
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| Black fluid, oceanic contortion
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| Burning waves above a ruined sea-bed
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| Throughout the continuous horizon |