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• Artiste: Nothing New
• Titre: Virus
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Yesterday, my ancestors lived on a land fresh and clean But now it's all pollution, putrescence and disease We stabbed our world, betrayed other species, The fear for survival transcended our real needs Like insects in a giant corn field, We're exploiting all that could feed our greed Like a kind of plague, more like a Virus, We spread from place to place, 'Till there's nothing left for us Respect is a word we forgot a long time ago Yet we're nostalgic about things that no more grow Because of mankind and its infinite hunger For expansion and domination over nature Like insects in a giant corn field, We're exploiting all that could feed our greed Like a kind of plague, more like a Virus, We spread from place to place, 'Till there's nothing left for us And we'll never stop!