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Erasing life is all that you are good at

Seeing ices melt, forests burned down

Rivers cry out, animals sliced and diced

Your own keen enslaved to your altar of instant pleasure

Your own keen enslaved to your altar

Oil fountains rising up while your ego explodes

In fifty years you look back, a breeze aura of nothingness stares back at you

A breeze aura of nothingness stares back at you

Forever and ever

Ashes to ashes

Erasing life is all that you are good at

How about changing that