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There are no angels

In the sky tonight

They were choked by acid clouds

We left behind

There are no birds on wings

In graceful flight

It’s only I

And the junk in orbit

I build a kingdom from the dirt

Scavenger!

Of the wreckage

Of our first attempts to leave this world

Scavenger

Of the messes

Of the treasure encircling the Earth

A silent patrol

As cyclones twist below

Untold wonders of a

Past prophetic age

Plutonium

Polonium

There's nothing better than

The first catch of the day

Magnetic fishing lines

Pull in radio isotope decay

Shattered ships and shattered dreams

Human blood turned into steam

We were never out of time

Our fates are intertwined

But now I can't believe it's over

A kingdom cast into the dirt

It hurts to know that we were so close

Before promise turns to war

Scavenger!

Of the wreckage

Of our first attempts to leave this world

Scavenger

Of the messes

Of the treasure encircling the Earth