[Lyric: Cornelius Brastad]
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THE SKY LOOKED LIKE AN AUTUMN FIELD
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SHIMMERING GRAIN AND LIQUID GOLD
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MY FAMILY AND ME, FLEW WITH THE BUS
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WE TOOK OF ON THE RUNWAY,
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BID THE EARTH FAREWELL
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WE ACCELERATED TOWARDS THE WATER
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AT A FRIGHTENING PACE I HUMBLY WENT FORWARD
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WE SANK IN THE STRAIT BETWEEN
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THE TWO FACTORIES
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I PLAYED IN AS CHILD
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WE WERE REAPING FOR ABEL
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WHEN HIS WICKED MACHINE
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CAME UPON US IN AMBUSH
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SPEEDING TOWARDS US DOWN THE STEEP HILLSIDE
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SKINNING THE SOIL OF ITS
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BLESSED OWNER I AM CAIN
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FOUNDER OF THE CITY
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I AM CAIN
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CIVILISATION WITHOUT PITY
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Reaping For Abel
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