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Once there were lakes so clear and bright,
And forests glowing green with light.
Now saws grow loud, the mines run deep
And Ironwood is the name they keep

Smoke climbs high where axes fall
And restless drums begin to call

Timber feeds the tyrant throne

As ancient trees are overthrown

They call it order

Call it gain

Call it strength through dust and strain

 

Smoke now chokes the mountain air

Ash drifts wide and settles there

 

Rivers blacken, waters strain

Tides grow wild with soot and rain

 

Oceans heave in choking sway

Currents twist and lose their way

 

If iron spreads and claims it all

Then life itself begins to fall