Outer-National Dub and Scrub from Beyond the Pale.
From a high enough point you can see
Remnants of a time distant to we
When the world was untamed, wild, and free
from the advance of civilization’s tyranny.
To toil and to patter
rise up and to scatter
and a past free tribe is erased
and the names of their ancestors made disgraced
and you are given a foul new face
in a company of mindless reprobates.
Time conquers all.
Where hooded rebels in every tree sway
and the forces of evil look in dismay
they’ll push all their walls out of the way
and then retake everything on that day.
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