Running your life through boredom and pain,
Searching for light through thunder and rain,
The plains of perfection never you'll reach,
For empty words always you preach.
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.
The rivers the valleys the seas and the hills,
Wonders of earth that you want to kill,
Proud for crimes you smile out and laugh,
But earth will avenge may god be with us.
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.
The woods that we burn and seas we pollute,
Avenging their death, their ghost we salute,
Mankind repeating mistakes it has done,
Forever repeating 'till this world is gone,
And when every single tree we have burned,
And lake to toxical waste we have turned,
Will be the day when alone we'll crawl,
Our souls are rotten downway we fall..
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.
Searching for light through thunder and rain,
The plains of perfection never you'll reach,
For empty words always you preach.
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.
The rivers the valleys the seas and the hills,
Wonders of earth that you want to kill,
Proud for crimes you smile out and laugh,
But earth will avenge may god be with us.
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.
The woods that we burn and seas we pollute,
Avenging their death, their ghost we salute,
Mankind repeating mistakes it has done,
Forever repeating 'till this world is gone,
And when every single tree we have burned,
And lake to toxical waste we have turned,
Will be the day when alone we'll crawl,
Our souls are rotten downway we fall..
Speaking of justice but justice is lost,
Speaking of honor a thing they ignore,
Grown old but nothing you've learned,
Crawling you'll pray when near is the end.