Score_9, score_8_up, score_7_up,
We sowed and ploughed, our life was good,
then the bombs dropped and robbed us of our livelihood.
Impossible landscapes plundered no longer sleep,
Poseidon once dormant, rises to weep.
Shattered mountains tumble and crumble in to the earths crust,
the chosen boarded spaceships while the rest of us turned to dust.
(Razor-sharp quality:1.2), (masterpiece:1.2),