Great Southern Wasteland

Amongst the virulent and multiplying beauties of this southern land
Lies a poison legacy for future generations to withstand
We are curators of all earthly life, united we must speak our minds
The toxic byproducts of nuclear activities we can’t rewind
Morning iris at sunrise, awakens to another day
Your new world ever changing, as you bloom, you decay
Future descendants of this time will never know a life of purity
For our mistakes made in the era, we have damned them to obscurity
First we tear down the forests to retrieve that tainted ore
Then we bury the outcome on an ancient ocean floor
Wilderness of ancient land, torn open by the greed of man
Vulnerable tribes silently screaming in pain
The mining of ancestral soils are the deeds of the insane
Most dangerous substance known to human, dug up and spread all over the
Land
Earth tearing machines, mine sickness from the ground
Now for thousands of years no life will be found
Once as pristine as creation, now a human induced abomination