Chains of reactions that change the world
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Swarming in boiling cauldrons
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The hum from steam-rotated turbines
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Trembling ripples on the hands
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The numbers will skyrocket, exceeding the limit
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Sirens will howl
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A blazing uranium vault
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A glow will flare up in the darkness
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Stop! |
Like a monument at a terrible price!
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Conceal the ghost of carelessness!
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Cured concrete wall
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luminous emptiness
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A trace that dust on the fates of a donkey
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In the screaming suffering of bodies
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Amid the chaos of nuclear arrows
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We fly like moths to the light
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The force of the spiral of molecules will pierce
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Waves will pervert their essence
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Rusty corrosion ulcerates the skin
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Will reflect itself into space
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And in millions of invisible killers
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Closed in ditches in darkness
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The glare of the agony of tormented faces
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And their unborn children
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Stop! |
Like a monument at a terrible price!
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Conceal the ghost of carelessness!
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Cured concrete wall
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luminous emptiness
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A trace that dust on the fates of a donkey
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In the screaming suffering of bodies
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Amid the chaos of nuclear arrows
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We fly like moths to the light
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Stop! |
Like a monument at a terrible price!
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Conceal the ghost of carelessness!
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Cured concrete wall
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luminous emptiness
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A trace that dust on the fates of a donkey
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In the screaming suffering of bodies
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Amid the chaos of nuclear arrows
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We fly like moths to the light |