Aiming high and falling low In a world driven by greed, In a world soon to be gone, Ruined by justified deeds.
We paint our future in shining white, Compiling confused images - A horizon bright like a rainbow And beyond just black abyss.
A self-seeker race Which crossed the line, Headed for certain self – destruct, Shutting off all ways out.
We suffocate on limitless power To gain the ultimate goal – to bear our crown of thorns, And become hangmans of our own.
Making home an unlivable place, Filled with trash and toxic waste. Where gardens used to stand Only scorched earth remains...
CHo: How far can we go By learning to trick our conscience? We willingly ignore The omnipresent signs of distressTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.