Until the day we feel it...
Chorus (Clean voice):
See what we've done...
The death of the hand that feeds us...
Nature perishing...
In pain that we shall meet someday!
Verse (Growling):
And the nature pain
Shall someday reach the skin of mankind,
Consequences will be tragic
The end of our time!
We'll pay for what we've done,
A pile of trash in a world so beautiful,
Result of our
Lack of caring!
Feel the heat burning you
And be sad because it's our fault,
Feel the storm that shouldn't exist
But you know it's our fault!
Chorus (Clean voice):
See what we've done...
The death of the hand that feeds us!
Nature perishing,
In pain that we shall meet someday!
Verse (Growling):
Seek for food you'll never find
Consequence of our imprudent acts,
Seek for water you cry for
But you know it's gone!
Dirt the world we live in
Until mankind can't stand it anymore
Swim in trash we've made
Until the earth banishes us!
Chorus (Growling):
See what we've done!
The death of the hand that feeds us!
Nature perishing !
In pain that we shall meet someday!