| Stranded here, a thousand light years, away from home
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| Blackened clouds, fill their horizons, storms to come
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| They cut down their forests with steel jagged blades
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| And poison their air
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| Scorning the surface with nuclear waste, nature crys
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| We saw them fight their, wars again, they never won
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| So unwise, so surprise, their own demise
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| Pain and starvation throughout their nations, unjustice prevails
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| Falling from grace, destined to die, we wonder why…
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| «Heed the warning, time is dawning, come ye faithful
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| Meet thy maker… it’s (his) time»
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| Stood there helpless, saw their sun set, so relentless
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| The very last time
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| What made them wander, this trail of sorrow, that has to end?
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| Signs around them, plian and simple, they chose to pretend
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| Now nothingness is all that remains, a pity and shame
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| Should’ve learned to, follow the rules, if you decide
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| To play the game
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| Planet of judgement |