Greed's our engine,
ignorance our fashion.
Someone said you're the strongest,
the most evolved of all creation.
Someone said you can control existence.
You're paving the path for your downfall!
Don't you feel this discomfort?
Don't you feel the anxiety?
No, how could you feel it
if you're so far from your origins?
You use the word 'evolution'
to mask your arrogant illusion
of immortality and possession,
your bloody aggression to life.
Don't you hear the cries of the woods
at the mercy of industry progress?
Don't you hear the scream of the Earth,
raped by our haughtiness?
Don't you hear or can't you hear the scream of the Earth?
But now you won't have to wait very long
to see us all vanish into thin air.
You've no idea what's beyond
your gaze, your so-called power.
You're paving the path for your downfall!
When you've finally disappeared,
everything will breath again.
You're a dead man walking,
a bloodshot eyed monster.
Greed's our engine,
ignorance our fashion.
Don't you feel this discomfort?
Don't you feel the anxiety?
No, how could you feel it?
How could you feel it?