You’d think we want the whole world to burn,
For without the darkness our lives wouldn’t turn.
Killing ourselves and killing each other,
A species never giving thought to what we’re doing to the others.
We drain at the price of a pain we don’t feel,
A land we feel the godly privilege to steal.
Soon the others will know the doom to befall their kind,
Poison put in the cups of the unknowing blind.
And as the sweet Earth shrivels and dries,
All her creatures begin to dwindle and fry.
Don’t dread the sad reality,
It’s no matter of fate or fatality.
Yes, we won’t know pain for long,
For soon it will all be gone.