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No one knows the natural powers
They're astonished, they're afraid
Pushing forwards technology
They forgot just who they are
Once contented with fulfillment
Now they cannot get enough
The time has come to harvest what they're sown
There's no way forward, progress cannot grow
And they will see that they have failed

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They fight against their own achievements
They fear what they once created
Suffocate in poisoned breezes
Once they conquered, now they're slaves
They are running from their own hell
They are running, cause they know
The time has come to harvest what they've sown
There's no way forward, progress cannot grow
And they will se that they have failed

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The smell of danger is in the air
A few make the race but we all must pay the fare
We're to sit on a powder barrel
Waiting for the deadly blow
No one asked the silent masses
And I bet they don't know
Don't tell me this stock of arms ain't
There to be used in the end
The time has come to harvest what they've sown
There's no way forward, progress cannot grow
And they will se that they have failed
The time has passed them by, we must all pay
Just one step back could save for us the day
Why can't they see that they have failed

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No one knows the natural powers   They're astonished, they're afraid   Pushing forwards technology   They forgot just who they are   Once contented with fulfillment   Now they cannot get enough   The time has come to harvest what they're sown   There's no way forward, progress cannot grow   And they will see that they have failed      Deadly error      They fight against their own achievements   They fear what they once created   Suffocate in poisoned breezes   Once they conquered, now they're slaves   They are running from their own hell   They are running, cause they know   The time has come to harvest what they've sown   There's no way forward, progress cannot grow   And they will se that they have failed      Deadly error      The smell of danger is in the air   A few make the race but we all must pay the fare   We're to sit on a powder barrel   Waiting for the deadly blow   No one asked the silent masses   And I bet they don't know   Don't tell me this stock of arms ain't   There to be used in the end   The time has come to harvest what they've sown   There's no way forward, progress cannot grow   And they will se that they have failed   The time has passed them by, we must all pay   Just one step back could save for us the day   Why can't they see that they have failed      Deadly error