Consequences (Ft. Michael Mcleod of Dream On, Dreamer)
A dark and monstrous cloud is appearing overhead. Twisting and forming itself from the toxicity we eject from factories of cold steel. Our greed; symbolized by the cries of death.
We have come to a point in history Where we no longer care. If the seas rise up, our lands run bare and the ozone disappears. Its absurdity. Stop wasting this away. In time we'll see the atrocity. Don't let this be how it ends.
Time after time again No lessons learned. No aim to repent. We chose this path There's no use denying it. Though this is not the way we would want it to end Will you live with the consequences? It's not too late to change the way you live. I swear. Watch the ash dance as it touches the untouched. From the blackness, We couldn't tell what was ahead of us. Now that it's taken the path to both of us. Hold on tight, 'Coz this is the part where it gets tough. The ending will undo everything Tell me will that be enough?
Hold my hand. Because this will be So painful. Hold me near so I don't have to fear.