We as a whole are doomed from the beginning. Loathsome, selfish, hate filled creatures of sin. Will it ever change or are we fated for this? The answers lie only within our kin. We have to ask ourselves, where did we go wrong? We're headed toward a self-inflicted extinction. Consuming everything. Voraciously depleting all of our known finite resources. Common ground is gone, So Is our ancestral bond with nature. We've let it slip so far from reach it's obnoxious. Too many humans who populate this small world. It's suffocating Mother Nature. Rivers run dry, we infect the sky. Take from, abuse from our bestowing habitat. Plague of the land. Scourge that is man. Billions too many, we cower in fear. Hope for a comet to enter atmosphere. Take from the land, bite on the hand. You understand this will be useless? Take from the land, bite on the hand. You understand this is self-destructive? Take from the land, bite on the hand. You understand this is a process that kills and must be reverted? The foundation laid to keep awake has been trampled and rearranged. Now for the impatient ones to step aside and renew our minds. The pulse of the naturalist is the structure to learn and imitate. Your fate is set in stone, a bone to pick with the violators. We can't keep making the same mistakes. People need to think before they take the basics away. Decreasing our daily intake 'cause we cannot replace. Dissolve, eradicate the human race. Re-evaluate our stake in this beloved place. Ensure its needs are met for this is the only chance we get to concentrate our efforts. Ensure its needs are met. This is the only chance we get.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
