through pure arrogance
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mankind has staked its claim
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it's left its mark upon
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all that surrounds us
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there is a darkness rising overhead
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shadows that are converging and closing in
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we've set forth to conquer
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every last inch of land
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burning down and plowing over
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everything in our path
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our numbers explode
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six billion lives
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that this world can't hold
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like a plague of locusts we spread
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from one side of this earth, to the next
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heedless, of the destruction
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wrought by our hands
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we continute to subjugate
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the land
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in the name of selfishness
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in the name of greed
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we have ignored our impact
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on this planet's longevity
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we look to the heavens
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for the drawing of our paths
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forsaking all that's present
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for empty promises
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never once have we stopped
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to question the assumption
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that we have the knowledge
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to dictate what lives and dies
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what lives and dies
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never have we
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stopped to question
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the assumption
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of man's dominion
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there is a darkness rising overhead
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enshrouding us
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shadows that are closing in
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bearing down
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the long ignored prices
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of progress
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for love ,
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of this world
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for the future,
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of mankind
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we've got to turn
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back this tide
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Who Died And Made Us King?
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If Hope Dies |