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Malthusian Nightmare

«Famine seems to be the last, the most dreadful resource of nature.
The power of population is so superior to the power of the earth to produce
subsistence for man, that premature death must in some shape or other visit the
human race.
The vices of mankind are active and able ministers of depopulation.
They are the precursors in the great army of destruction, and often finish the
dreadful work themselves.
But should they fail in this war of extermination,
sickly seasons, epidemics, pestilence, and plague advance in terrific array,
and sweep off their thousands and tens of thousands.
Should success be still
incomplete, gigantic inevitable famine stalks in the rear, and with one mighty
blow levels the population with the food of the world.»
— Thomas Malthus, 1798. An Essay on the Principle of Population.
Chapter VII, p61
I curse you all with the truth mighty nations
You will fall to your own depopulation
Like a severed head still seeing
You heed not my call and keep believing
You have the answers you have the facts
This generation could be your last
Wait for the time to come
Slaughter the innocent
And simply pray that we have done very best
Precursors in the great family of destruction
Pestilence and plague in an array of soul abduction
Clear the way I must be saved
The success of death sees no end it is deceiving
We are the force of global misconceiving
See us united in our greed now follow death as we lead
We are the nightmares we are the plague
Trust in us to show you straight to the grave
Famine now rises high witness the multitudes die
Oh lord this is torture