| Fire on the horizon
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| Incineration of a species
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| The cremation of a disease
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| With flame and gases reducing to ashes
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| Entire nations, all human communities
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| Poisoning everything, stripped of all immunities
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| This is the way we deal with our own kind
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| Self-destructing power of the human mind
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| Burn, back from whence you came
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| Return to carbon once again
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| Now we see that the true evil has a face
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| Now we know the devil is the human race
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| Cursed be our society
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| Which finds its end rather dramatically
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| Part anthropologic, part organically
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| The course of nature knows no amnesty
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| On the smoldering horizon
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| The fumes of sulfur choking out Poseidon
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| The ocean boiling its contents
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| Mother Nature on the offense
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| Sterilizing the earth with flame
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| Beating humanity at its own game
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| Their footprint now buried in the soot
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| Of a pale horse with a cloven hoof
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| We purge with fire and we finish them
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| We light the fuse and we diminish them
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| We fight the fire with a nuclear flash
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| Deconstruct everything that’s built to last
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| We fuck biology’s eye sockets
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| We skull fuck futures for our profits
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| We’d kill the universe given the chance
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| Emptied of time by its draining sands
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| So we burn
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| So we burn
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| So we burn
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| Never to extinguish |