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"Now I have become death, the destroyer of worlds.
I suppose we all thought that; one way or another." - J. Robert Oppenheimer

Skeletons of rust left in its wake
At first a silent progression then came the arpeggios of death

Slowly weaving the web
Connecting the junctions
Raiding the earth
For silver and gold

Uncreation

Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade

Elements escaping the atmosphere
Leaving all hope to science

Echoes of slaughter
Still you won't see
That the world needs you

Echoes of torment
Still you won't see
That the world needs you

Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade

Prepare for your final embrace
Within the walls of your grace
You can continue your crusade
Uncreation manmade

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