| Virgin land of forest green, dark and stormy plains, here all life abounds
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| Sunlit valley, mountain fields, unseen in the rain, here all life abounds
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| No man rules this land, no human hand has soiled this paradise
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| Waiting patiently, so much to see, so rich in Earth’s delights
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| Painted desert, sequined sky, stars that fill the night, here all life abounds
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| Rivers flowing to the sea, sunshine pure and bright, here all life abounds
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| No man rules this land, no human hand has soiled this paradise
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| Waiting patiently, so much to see, so rich in Earth’s delights
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| So the maiden lies in waiting, for the sails to reach the shore
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| Land of beauty and abundance, innocent, you opened wide your door
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| Wanderers found the waiting treasure, full of gifts beyond their measure
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| Milk and honey for our pleasure…
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| Across the sea there came a multitude, sailing ships upon the wave
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| Filled with visions of Utopia, and the freedom that they crave
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| Ravage, plunder, see no wonder, rape and kill and tear asunder
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| Chop the forest, plow it under…
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| Highways scar the mountainsides, buildings to the sky, people all around |