This land will be - cut to its knees Despite its people's - cries and pleas They can't be happy While there's something left They move to scorch the earth Into the new rebirth The water browns - and skies go black And deep-lined pockets - turn their backs The trees will choke - and creatures burn While frontline machines - wait their turn They can't be happy While there's something left They move to scorch the earth Into the new rebirth They can't be happy Now there's nothing left They move to scorch the earth Into the new ice age
And when nothing is left out there Rising smoke, burning fields, and fear
The ashes start to fall like snow Covering mountains, and valleys low
The new gods and their machines long gone The wings unfurl, on the wind a new song
Feeding machines Designed by greed Are stripping clean The flesh from bone This land this home
And when nothing is left out there but rising smoke...
The ashes start to fall like snow, covering all...
The new gods are long gone. The wings unfurl. creditsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
