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'' Mother Nature's At The End Of Her Tether ''
It is really sad,
What makes us glad?
The death or demise of another,
It's not just a fad,
We are totally mad,
That's why the truth we smother.
The weapons we make,
Are real not fake,
They are made for the purpose of killing,
When in wars we partake,
It's ourselves we forsake,
To destroy, most are more than willing.
Since forty five,
We've stayed alive,
Despite many nuclear explosions,
Those lives we deprive,
We'll no longer revive,
After we cause our commotion.
What went before,
Now lies in store,
Its dangers are out of our hands,
We cannot ignore,
When it rots to the core,
The destruction will obliterate our lands.
For billions of years,
Nuclear waste will shed tears,
All life poisoned by extreme radiation,
As it sears,
The mist never clears,
The effects are across every nation.
The price of hate,
Will ensure our fate,
As we go at it Hell for Leather,
As on thin ice we skate,
She will no longer wait,
' Mother Nature's At The End Of Her Tether '
What makes us glad?
The death or demise of another,
It's not just a fad,
We are totally mad,
That's why the truth we smother.
The weapons we make,
Are real not fake,
They are made for the purpose of killing,
When in wars we partake,
It's ourselves we forsake,
To destroy, most are more than willing.
Since forty five,
We've stayed alive,
Despite many nuclear explosions,
Those lives we deprive,
We'll no longer revive,
After we cause our commotion.
What went before,
Now lies in store,
Its dangers are out of our hands,
We cannot ignore,
When it rots to the core,
The destruction will obliterate our lands.
For billions of years,
Nuclear waste will shed tears,
All life poisoned by extreme radiation,
As it sears,
The mist never clears,
The effects are across every nation.
The price of hate,
Will ensure our fate,
As we go at it Hell for Leather,
As on thin ice we skate,
She will no longer wait,
' Mother Nature's At The End Of Her Tether '
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`` Mother Nature`s At The End Of Her Tether ``
`` Mother Nature`s At The End Of Her Tether ``
