We bury the world under steel and concrete/
a tomb that we praise as cities and streets/
all the colors we had, we made them fade to grey/
as the forests and seas dry up and decay.Concrete and steel of the streets that we've built/
paved our lungs and paved our way into misery/
How can we breathe when we rip our own lungs/
as long as we have breath this needs to be sung.This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand/
this plague that we've reaped from the passing land/
we've taken it too far, that, we have to grant/
before we turn everything into glass and sand.
Into glass and/
sand, blegh!Into glass and sand.We're in denial when we should be in action/
we ignore facts, we rearrange our perception/
we stand there gazing with one foot in the grave/
if we don't dig out the truth we'll be buried beneath.This plague that we've sowed with a bleeding hand/
this plague that we've reaped from the passing land/
we've taken it too far, that, we have to grant/
before we turn everything into glass and sand.It's too late to repent when all that's left are footprints in the sand.
We bury the world under steel and concrete/
a tomb that we praise as cities and streets/
all the colors we had, we made them fade to grey/
as the forests and seas dry up and decay.
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