| We learned to band together and endeavor
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| Clasp our hands together
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| Man developed language, letters
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| An incredible advantage, getting plans together
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| But would we stand the test of time
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| Against the planet’s reckless climate
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| And its angry weather?
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| Spread the sails
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| And head west against the gales
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| And storms aboard Norse longboats
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| With decks as dense as nails
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| Our aim was riding waves
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| And finding, claiming strange horizons
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| Invading islands
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| Native populations slain with violence
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| Enslaved and made to aim skyward
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| Think of bigger things — sphinxes, pyramids
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| Raise them high in the name of different kings
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| The different things we’ve held sacred, divine
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| Through places and times
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| The range of supplications and rites
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| Through ages we find
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| Nations arise
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| As old civilizations crumble to dust
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| Becoming strangers in time, waiting to die
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| Replaced in the night
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| The day breaks and the light changes
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| Illuminating newer human faces as fights rage
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| The human race is facing the might
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| Of righteous states who would write
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| The history books even if it took a knife’s blade
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| To find the right page
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| Sengoku Jidai
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| Men offered to die
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| For the honor of a warrior’s life
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| The sun’s coming and we’re watching it rise
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| As a new era’s here, it’s as solid as iron
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| Pull the tongs from the fire
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| Strike the hammer to the anvil
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| Craft a weapon to bring an enemy to a standstill
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| The blacksmith is the wizard that gives us
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| These powers — devour enemies
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| Leaping down from the siege towers
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| The better the tech is
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| The lesser the effort to wreck it
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| The less time to see their eyes
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| And feel sympathetic
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| Never regret it
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| A true knight never stays a true blade
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| Never says touché
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| But would forever lay in blue rays of weathered glades
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| To demonstrate his never-ending dedication
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| To the crusade
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| Reformation through flame
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| And after the cremation is a new age
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| Time’s quill is quick to spill its ink onto a new page
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| The faces are the same as when in days gone
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| But brains are cultivated thus creating
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| The Renaissance
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| We’re still using steel tools to stay strong
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| Replacing blades with greater trades
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| Pen and paper, song
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| Faith in God is tested, hiding in the desert
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| Men excited, then enlightened by the scientific method
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| Tried describing its expression
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| By inscribing his impression
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| When applying it to heavenly bodies
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| That everybody reckoned
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| Must have been made by a creator or a greater force
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| Nature’s author faced examination never faced before
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| The grace of horse and rider
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| Replaced by wars and violence
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| Debased the laws of science
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| Made the case for all the pious
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| Why is it progress always leads to loads of mess
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| The western region spread across the globe and coalesced
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| Settlers spread disease with effortless ease
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| Was it reckless or did it just happen inevitably?
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| While evidently we never can see
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| Through the lens of this century
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| But there’s no retreating now
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| Whether or not it was meant to be
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| The seven seas were sailed
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| Navies prevailed
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| Leaving trails of devastation in their wake
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| As people wailed
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| A world of wonder plundered traded in the name of progress
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| But human nature’s way shows we should expect no less
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| Oh yes, struck by the realisation this is just civilisation
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| In the natal stages of industrialisation, trust me when I say
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| That previous achievements are just child’s play
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| Compared to this colossal school of thought
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| We set the world ablaze with fossil fuel we bought
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| It’s an epiphany
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| Giving us pretty much infinite energy
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| It’s electricity
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| Edison, Nikola Tesla — different inventors
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| Giving us everything we depend on
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| Whether it’s engines, cinema, television or telecoms
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| Sending a message and spreading it on
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| These unreal frontier channels
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| We develop the tech and then sell it on
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| The reel travels round
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| With the speed of a machine gun’s barrels
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| Machinery’s a meaner beast and we’re still in the saddle
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| No need for cavalry — battle superseded that with ease
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| Allies and Axis
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| Charging each other like batteries
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| A power vacuum allowing the superstates to flourish
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| Redistribute the food even if it means people are malnourished
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| Propaganda is the only view that you’re allowed to publish |
| Cause totalitarians are well aware of how to punish
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| Gunning down numbers countless
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| For doubtless nothings that they’ve done
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| But that won’t stop subversive insurgents
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| From coming out with courage
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| Using their power to the fullest
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| Whether creativity or demonstrating general relativity
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| Evidently when we find time to be efficient
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| Einsteinian clear vision can reveal the precision behind the blinds
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| Nuclear fission
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| Despite derision
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| Physicists decide the mission is dividing, splitting atoms
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| 'Till a blinding light is given, quite efficient
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| The divine right to mankind’s plight is christened
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| A minor decision hijacked by politicians
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| But as long as they listen to the will of the people
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| Treat all as brilliant equals, we can achieve more
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| Than we’ve ever conceived before
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| Leave this poor place
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| Please explore space
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| Earth, she’s a small base
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| Even more awaits
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| I implore great leaders
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| To lead with all the grace
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| Of which we’re capable
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| And be the author of your fate
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| Band together and endeavour
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| Clasp our hands together
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| As our ancestors have
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| And stand the test of time forever |