Creation, of something, so impure spawning new life
A new breed, and the pure, is sacrificed
Ambitions, fed from greed, destroying all we know
Ignorance, no excuse, plague continues to grow
Soon it shall be, a pale, reflection
Of what we, used to know, feel its infection
Laugh at me now, in your eyes I am the fool
Mock my words, but soon you shall see the truth
Ignorance is no excuse, the plague continues to grow
Awaiting the day, it destroys all that we know
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