Using a tool, cut out and presume Watch out the falling debris from above Toss away all the growth so precious Gather everything that comes from below With withering hands reaching out to the sun Little grace is known, the clearing has begun On top of the roots going deep in the ground An unjustified doom to the life givers is bound
Abusing the harshness of motorized steel Clearing a path to sin and transience The gifts and givers of life have been torn down Across the lands and continents
Cutting down the trees of life By our own hand Cutting down the growth on the Earth And not giving a fuck
Total ignorance to the warnings we've witnessed Their heads are on the table who started this Only a portion of life will survive Trust no one but your own insightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
