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We put our trust in the future and in its technology Radioactive waste and other problems yet unsolved by man What if our future selves Are refugees on the run Scavenging for food (and) chasing shelter To hide from the sun Control your fate Before it's too late The war of oceans rages on But not for long And once we're gone The waters won't miss our kind Coming generations, they'll have enough of their own problems It's naive to think they'll also solve the ones selfishly handed down by us Why can't we stop ourselves From polluting the water on which we depend (And) Wallace Hartley will play with his men While we sink towards our bitter end Nearer, my God, to Thee That's what they'll sing Letras de cancionesCan't you hear? Oh, yes I hear it The war of oceans rages on But not for long And once we're gone The waters won't miss our kind Two hundred years of abuse Too late for truce And whoever wins, we will lose Nearer, my God, to Thee That's what they'll sing Can't you hear? Oh, yes we all hear it For the seven oceans For mankind If it's war that it takes We are ready to wage it For the seven oceans For mankind If it's war that it takes We are ready to wage it We will lose The war of oceans And once we're gone From this world Once we're gone the water's won't miss our kind From Letras Mania