| Fatal attraction to bright lights and loud explosions
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| Insects will rule when we’ve had our go
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| Our rise and fall, our stewardship, our temper tantrums
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| Our art, our excellence, our hubris, poverty and greed
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| Flash points everywhere
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| And everybody’s scared
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| Complex systems failure
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| And the lord of chaos is in
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| All things must pass, oceans bereft of life
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| A fungal bloom allows no light, the depths no longer rise
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| As we dine in streets of filth and close our eyes
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| While the world is burning and all the seas rise
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| Flash points everywhere
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| And everybody’s scared
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| Complex systems failure
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| And the lord of chaos is in |