Perfect weather, sticky air
this place has lost it's virgin charme
We cut down forrests.
Extirpate creatures.
Invent new weapons with cruelly Features.
...3! ...2! ...1! Drop the bomb
We're like falling bombs
no f___ing shelte no place to hide
We're like falling bomb
and in the end we'll f___ing die!

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