Black Gold
News From Babel
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My veins ran thick
With petrol
My rulers bled me
I fell as i was
Felled before -
When i was
Wood
And knew no
Evil
Pipes and wells
Ran like a wen,
Steel mosquitos
Tore my
Skin
Black gold
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My own no more
I mangled men
I spat their gore
Black gold
Crushed and refined,
Siphoned
And sold
Above,
This oriflamme proclaims
My woe, but
Singing waters
Move my mass
Below.