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Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases. Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay. Chimneys spew death day and night. Chemicals with every bite. Layer of mist in the sky. Filtering no more the light.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The Judgement Of Posterity.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The judgement of posterity.
Substances lethal en masse. Genetical codes harassed. Disassembled and distorted chains of DNA nourished to breed life again. Elevated. Erected. Enriched. Developed. Perfected and pitched. Educated. Equipped and supreme. Initiated. Homo Sapiens. Human being.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The judgement of posterity.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The Judgement Of Posterity.
Ten million barrels at sea. Atmospheric temperature increases. Fourhundredthousand acres a day. Post-generation to pay.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The Judgement Of Posterity.
Toxic waste. Debris. On land, in the air and at sea. You can't shut it out. With every breath reality. This is the key. Objection of history. Now all that remains... The Judgement Of Posterity.
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Anastacia : I do
Who are they anyway
With their sticks and stones
Don't they know that we know?
There's a chill within their bones
They blame and they mame
Make us feel so cold inside
But they cannot take us there cause we will fight
I think the-
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world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
I think the world's gone crazy
Chorus:
Who wants a love without anger and rage?
I do
Who wants a world where a kid can be safe?
I do
Who-
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wants to pray for the end of the pain
For the calm at the end of the day
Where there's not always more of the same
I do
Wanna breathe
Wanna move
and not ever feel afraid
Wanna live in a place
Where the truth still find....
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