Desolate geometric shapes
The breeding grounds of man
Spreading like putrid parasites
On the face of the earth
Can you feel it in the air, now?
They think they've always been here
A world that is forever, broken
Let's create something new
Hearing the words
of this cosmic being
I begin to wonder
About the meaning of existence
The voice of nature, am I
Let's create a new beginning
Is this what your heart, desires?
Let's design something new
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