colony: a disjoined version
Oh, they come into my land,
And start counting the trees.
Oh, they come into my land,
And start climbing the mountains.
Oh, they come to my land,
And start tasting the seas,
Oh, they come to my land,
And start feeling the winds.
Oh, they come to my land,
And start ripping my power.
Oh, they come to my land,
And start crippling my muscle.
Oh, they come to my land,
And start ruining my skills.
Oh, they come to my land,
And start shattering my mind.
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