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Where the winds cannot blow The grass doesn't grow Where the gods stopped to show A long time ago Where the fields are unfed Revealing the dead By turning your head You'll see sunshine instead Take it Tame it Name it Sell what’s prone to be sold Throw what's getting to old Claim that you did not know Utsålt! Utsålt! Utsålt! Utsålt! Where no wealth can be found There's dread in the ground All you hear is the sound Of the rates going down When you filled your demand In leftover land Turn your head, start to plan It's time to expand Take it Tame it Name it Sell what’s prone to be sold Throw what's getting to old Claim that you did not know