(Narration)
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Nobody could have conceived in the final decade of the 20th century
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That our humble affairs were being manipulated by computer interface.
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Not a soul could have summised that the lives of billions were of
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Less consequence than a decimal point in the stock exchanges of the world.
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Rare few even questioned the relentless exploitation of our rapidly
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Dwindling natural resources. And yet across the polished boardroom tables,
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Beings immensely more devious than ourselves surveyed this defiled planet
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With jaundiced eyes, and swiftly and ruthlessly, they hatched foul plots
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Against us.
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Tunnel Visionaries
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| Skyclad |
