we are growing on this place like a virus in your body we bear the blame for last generations - yet we give up all the love for the maximum profit the power to create is the power to destroy
our cormorant affluence is the reason for starvation we?re treating our space like a throughway product and lay all the foundations for disaster here on earth the power to love is the power to ignore
in slow motions see life breaking and falling apart to slow for us to grasp to see modification and planet earth rotats along no matter what we do the power of light is the power to be blind
helping hands we give depend on the gratitude we don’t make promises we know that we cant keep we’re breaking our peace when recourses are running out the power of religion is the power of wrath
give me more space – give me strong wings stop teaching me your sickly grasp to ignore our fate
give me the air – give me more light tell me why i should be so calm, when everything goes wrong
then this is my place and this is my home i don’t wanna grow no more