OUR BURNT OUT SOIL AND BURNT OUT MEN
CREATE NARCISSISTIC STONES OF DUNG
AS VIOLENT SHADOWS LOOSE THEIR SOULS
DEVOUR THE MEAT AND RAPE THE YOUNG.

ALL CLOTHED IN PAIN'S DECEITFUL THOUGHTS
BORN BELOW IN RED TRANSGRESSIONS
STILL EMPTY HEARTS BLEED ANGRY BILE
WHILE SPEWING VILE CONFESSIONS.

TEMPEST'S FIRES BURN CHAOS ASH
BOILING BARE, BLACK HOLES OF DOOM
RIVERS FLOW IN BLOODY WAVES
SMOKY CLOUDS REPLACE THE MOON.

WHIMPER, WHIMPER, YOU "HOLLOW MEN"
HIDE YOUR RODENT TAILS AWAY
GO TO WAR TO INCREASE SHARES
SELL US ALL SOME AGENT GRAY.

FLOODS ARE HERE, THE EARTH WILL QUAKE
WORLD WILL WAR, THE SKY WILL HAIL
GRASS WILL BURN, THE WATER FREEZE
ECONOMIES SINK, THE BANKS WILL FAIL

THE RAINS WILL PURGE, DROWN AND CLEANSE
THE WHIMPER IN THE WORLD WILL END
SELFISH GREED DESTROYS OUR HOMES
AS CHILDREN'S HEARTS CANNOT MEND.

SO DANCE WE MUST UPON OUR STAGE
TO RECREATE THE FURIES SOUND
SEASONS CYCLE AND BODIES FALL
AS SOULS AGAIN RELIVE EARTH-BOUND.