Anvil - The Chainsaw

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Murdering wilderness teaming with life



Cold blooded killers armed with mechanized knife



Razor sharp blades slicing limb from limb



When the motor is revving, let the cutting begin



Tooth picks from logs or pulp and paper



Raping a harvest, stealing from nature



Ravaging hillsides until nothing remains



Depleting oxygen, an industries pains



The chainsaw



At the core an industry



That makes its money from society



Give the people what they need



Take a forest, plant a seed



Slice and dice, chemically treat



Over and over it will repeat



Oak, maple, birch, and pine



The receding of the forest line



The chain of blades do spin round



Taking trees to the ground



Deadly cost to environment



Watch just where your money`s spent



Supply demand is on the rise



Self destruction in disguise



Blades of steel that never stop



The cutting of another crop



The chainsaw



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