April
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This is the end of days
The final stage of existance
Growing winds, rising floods
the clouds herald a storm
You've built a house of fucking straws
And now you pay the price
Indulgence is your legacy
indulgence and demise
There will be no ending fight
Mother earth gives no respite
in the north there's no more snow
Now we harvest what we sow
Ignorance is bliss
So just lean back and smile
Sunbathe in the warming sun
No need yet to run
Rejoice in the early spring
Enjoy the melting ice
Be glad that you won't be around
When your offspring pays the price
There will be no ending fight
Mother earth gives no respite
in the north there's no more snow
Now we harvest what we sow
The final stage of existance
Growing winds, rising floods
the clouds herald a storm
You've built a house of fucking straws
And now you pay the price
Indulgence is your legacy
indulgence and demise
There will be no ending fight
Mother earth gives no respite
in the north there's no more snow
Now we harvest what we sow
Ignorance is bliss
So just lean back and smile
Sunbathe in the warming sun
No need yet to run
Rejoice in the early spring
Enjoy the melting ice
Be glad that you won't be around
When your offspring pays the price
There will be no ending fight
Mother earth gives no respite
in the north there's no more snow
Now we harvest what we sow
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