| A long time ago, we were the cure
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| We’d found this cell for our existence
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| Here was so fresh, it was so pure
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| The cell was clear and empty for the resistance
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| Then we arrived with all of our forces
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| You gave us a shelter, perfect for giving
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| But we had to exploit all your resources
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| And now the cell is useless for our living
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| We have destroyed your pretty world
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| Everything burns and now you are dying
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| There is no place to stay and hold
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| There is no sense for those who’re trying
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| Who tries to help you, who wants to save you
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| To keep it safe, to wash your face
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| You were our home but now we must leave you
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| We look ahead to the endless reach of space
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| We travel in space for millions of ages
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| And we consume everything we take
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| We write the book with bloody pages
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| And we always destroy what we make
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| Now we have found the only way
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| We have designed a spaceship for escape
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| The ship is ready to fly far far away
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| To find a new home for us in new landscapes
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| And we have found a cell at last
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| The perfect one, for ages we could live
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| And now we are running very fast
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| Away from here, no matter to forgive
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| We travel in space for millions of ages
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| And we consume everything we take
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| We write the book with bloody pages
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| And we always destroy what we make
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| We travel in space for millions of ages
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| And we ignore everything we break |