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I sit and watch the sands of time
Growing shorter ever faster
As the reasons why are fed sublime
Subconsciously we draw nigh the razor

I watch our doom to the shallow tomb
Our own kind provoking the end
These polluted shores under the hazy moon
Extinction by our very hands

Oh our great mother please forgive us
We’re parasites feasting on your soul
When we die why must we take you with us
Blow everything into a great black hole
The waste of life is finally gone
Although nothing was ever fair
The end of everything with four words
WAR… HAS… BEEN… DECLARED…

I remember that day
The sirens blaring
The world at play
Saccharine caring
That fateful May
All eyes were staring
Fearing the apocalypse near

A bridled trust
The rise to power
Only resting at the crust
Of a world turned sour
In death embrace mislabeled lust
There is no hole to cower
That day when war was finally declared

Our greatest gift raped away by greed
Justify the planet’s murder with your sacred creed
You have to win no matter the cost
Clinging to the hope of another holocaust

Nuclear winter besets us all
Frozen landscapes amid the wolves call
The earth is dead, bodies turned to ash
Eternal snow is the final backlash

Oh our great mother please forgive us
We were parasites feasting at your soul
All that’s left is the beginning chaos
Everything sucked in the great black hole
The waste of life is finally gone
Although nothing was ever fair
The end of everything with four words
WAR…HAS…BEEN…DECLARED…