Great Southern Wasteland
Alchemist Lyrics


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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.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Alchemist's song Great Southern Wasteland discuss the devastating effects of humanity's actions on the environment and future generations. The "poison legacy" of nuclear activity will leave a lasting impact on the land, making it impossible for future generations to experience the purity of life that existed before. The destruction of forests and mining of ancestral soils by "earth tearing machines" has resulted in a human-induced abomination that will continue to harm the environment long after we are gone.


The lyrics highlight the importance of recognizing our responsibility as "curators of all earthly life" and speaking out against destructive actions that harm the environment. The reference to "wilderness of ancient land" and "vulnerable tribes silently screaming in pain" also emphasizes the impact of these actions on marginalized communities and their traditional lands. The use of imagery, such as the "morning iris at sunrise," adds to the sense of loss and nostalgia for a world that no longer exists.


Line by Line Meaning

Amongst the virulent and multiplying beauties of this southern land
Amidst the beauty of the southern land, there is a growing and spreading poisonous legacy.


Lies a poison legacy for future generations to withstand.
A legacy that future generations will have to face and deal with.


We are curators of all earthly life, united we must speak our minds.
We are responsible for all life on earth and we must come together and express our opinions.


The toxic byproducts of nuclear activities we can't rewind.
We cannot undo the toxic waste that is produced by nuclear activities.


Morning iris at sunrise, awakens to another day.
The day begins with the blooming morning iris at sunrise.


Your new world ever changing, as you bloom, you decay.
The world is constantly changing, as living things bloom and then decay.


Future descendants of this time will never know a life of purity.
Future generations will never experience a pure and uncontaminated life.


For our mistakes made in the era, we have damned them to obscurity.
Our mistakes will keep future generations from experiencing the clarity of the past.


First we tear down the forests to retrieve that tainted ore,
Forests are destroyed to extract contaminated minerals.


Then we bury the outcome on an ancient ocean floor.
The contaminated waste is then hidden away in the depths of the ocean.


Wilderness of ancient land, torn open by the greed of man.
Ancient lands are destroyed for the sake of human greed.


Vulnerable tribes silently screaming in pain,
Indigenous tribes suffer in silence.


The mining of ancestral soils are the deeds of the insane.
Mining on ancestral soils is a crazy activity.


Most dangerous substance known to human, dug up and spread all over the Land.
The most hazardous substance known to man is extracted and spread throughout the land.


Earth tearing machines, mine sickness from the ground,
Machines that dig into the earth make it sick.


Now for thousands of years no life will be found.
For many years to come, the land will be barren of life.


Once as pristine as creation, now a human induced abomination.
What was once a pristine creation is now a horrible and degrading human influence.




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Yes love this album Brings me back to my happy careless youth ❤️🤘🏻🔥

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Best song on the album by a fucking mile🌹

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You mean by a kilometre

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