john bergin - The rust of Mars | Текст песни

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In Barrington Bayley's book Eye of Terror, he writes of Mars: "...thick weather-worn windows gave a panoramic view for hundreds of miles over the landscape of what was still called the Red Planet. In the main, its reddish hue was not due, as in ages past, to its ochre deserts. It was due to rust. What lay below the tower resembled nothing so much as a riotous, decaying jungle, spreading and spreading without end. But the jungle was not natural. It consisted of gigantic machinery, both new and abandoned, of hive cities, both new and abandoned, of colossal engineered constructions, some of it twisted and sagging and covered with an oily fog of pollution. It was, in fact, the result of nearly 40 centuries of the Cult Mechanicus, the worship of the machine." This song is dedicated to the Red Planet of the 41st Century.

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