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Written by: Bryan R. Miller
Since the beginning, men have sought Power and wealth to ease their lives Oppress the weak; reap the land Until the end when not one tree will stand Devastation will take command; The earth will crush us with its mighty hand Acid falls, the seas will rise Drown the wicked hasten their demise We are the cause, effect is grim Pay the debt for all our sin When all is greed, All is gone Then all is lost All is lost…
The bomb was built, to end the war Kill the people that it was meant for Now it hangs, above our heads The hand of one could bring death to us all The world is glass, a hammer hangs Must it smash us all to dust and ash? Balance of power, tips the scale Keep it even, in this we must not fail. We are the cause, effect is grim Pay the debt for all our sins When all is done All is gone Then all is lost All is lost…
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