You never got what you wanted
And your brainwaves got slanted
Now you're so disenchanted
Hunter is gonna be the hunted
Salt the earth
What's done will be reversed
Salt the earth
The ground you walk on
Shall be forever... cursed
You'll be chased where nothing grows
What around comes, around goes
There is a place where nothing grows
It's where your remains decompose
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