The earth turns her inside out
to destroy what she created.
Mankind the incarnation of perfection,
shaped by gods almighty hands,
now seizes the ground,
exploits mother nature to gain a brick of coal,
a block of wood,
a piece of gold.
But is it worth to pay a price
higher than a billion dollars
for just a lifetime of luxury?
Are one hundred years of wind, rain and fire
less valuable than a wooden floor?
"The boundary line is crossed,
it was a small step for a men,
but a huge step for mankind."
The blood of a mother has been shed
by her own children,
the ground is soaked with blood,
the retaliation of innocence:
a storm for each fallen tree,
a flood for each polluted sea,
a famine for each wasted grain.
to destroy what she created.
Mankind the incarnation of perfection,
shaped by gods almighty hands,
now seizes the ground,
exploits mother nature to gain a brick of coal,
a block of wood,
a piece of gold.
But is it worth to pay a price
higher than a billion dollars
for just a lifetime of luxury?
Are one hundred years of wind, rain and fire
less valuable than a wooden floor?
"The boundary line is crossed,
it was a small step for a men,
but a huge step for mankind."
The blood of a mother has been shed
by her own children,
the ground is soaked with blood,
the retaliation of innocence:
a storm for each fallen tree,
a flood for each polluted sea,
a famine for each wasted grain.