In a land down under

Their corpses lay

Compressed under the weight 

One Thousand souls

A hundred thousand more

All lost to time

But with you, no more 

their bodies will be harvested

for all the value they contain

lost for many years

now, the future

they will be erected one by one

the hydraulics near closer

pressing them moist

a black goo oozes from their areas

Koala Oil, what a wonderful day.