Hallowed Engine -

There’s no place left in this globe

Where a flower is not in bloom

As the engine runs in full

Explosions keeping its march

A combustible thrust

Nucleotides yielding horsepower

The whole feedbacks its parts

An aftermath way beyond its current grasp

A single earthling is more

Than Earth once was

Wipe out the hallowed land

Wipe out the immortal land

Add more power on each rotation

In guilds and tribes

In states and cries

This world pulses alive

The noise deafens the blind

Oh

There’s no place left in this globe

Not stained by slaughtered blood

As the engine runs in full

Running, running…