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Human hands on the Earth,
Like a fucking disease,
It makes me sick to see this sight,
I need a release.
Dig your talons in,
To take from the world.
You're all selfish-minded pricks,
And you'll get what you deserve.
Premature extinction,
Death of a nation,
Least of our worries is the next tax inflation.
Turning your back on a world made cold,
Force feed yourself,
When you're too fucking bold.
Justify the wrongs and the prices you'll pay,
Natural selection seems to be the only way.
These people won't learn,
They just destroy and burn.
Our suicide is being served on a silver plate
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