O Specialist! Universe’s Pissed


O Specialist! Universe’s Pissed

Look up in the sky

Tilt your head in the direction of clouds

Reign of the sun frowned upon stars

Broke into the environ to give the scars


Ring the bell, hit the drum roll

Let your happiness turn into darkness

O layman! O human!

While you die, celebrate the joy of Beethoven


You thought you were so clever

When you created the artificial rose

It hails your name around the world

The beauty, you described, frantically twirled


So dream out loud, let your tech-ego excel

While mugging the nature for development cry

O inhalers! O breathers!

Let your mortal body crush into the squeezers.


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