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In the last days of the second world war
When human debris covered half of the blue ball it was difficult
To keep the military alternative weapon
>From the public and hide the shame from the fathers eyes
They always knew that things would turn negatively
And precautions were secretly taken by the ministry
Seven mighty juggernauts
Out of control loss of reason
Manipulated DNA
Whos guilty of decay
Time runs out to wipe the dirt
Look for a primer to blur
Fourteen eyes behind armoured glass
Staring full of hate, look at the grapes of fear
No one here goes anywhere
Never reveal it, better conceal it
Take the files and make trash