Breeeeeeeeeeeed !
Plague of man, killing our land. Like a virus, we're out of control.
Overpopulate reap all resource, bone dry.
Killing off species, as we like.
(Taking all, without consequence.)
Man made disease, chemical scars, medical cures too far gone.
All is lost!
Create bigger weapons, create bigger guns.
Create bigger nukes and blow us, fucks up!
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