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First you came, a genial stranger
Now you are a veritable danger
How could you, a squarish man
Mess up all of our boorish plans?
In our world full of blocks, you made your home
Yet now you force us to use our powers full-blown
In hunting and killing and destroying us all
You think it unfair for us to vent our gall?
You use your sword to murder and steal
You have destroyed the land we trod under-heel
Our world, you have terraformed and changed
And still, and yet, you think us deranged?
You build up monuments to your own fickle glory
You light them up, in a travesty of a story
Where we cannot live, you thrive in your house
Had we the power, each of your lights would be doused.
We try to scare you away from this place
We succeeded in making you scared of our race
We tried and we try to make you leave
The place of our fathers, the land of the free.
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