In this world full of people, full of shit
Some folks see something and want a piece of it.
They know not of value, just of greed
Grabby hands snatching, for things they'll never need.
Like robots bent on taking power
Covering earth like a shower –
A shower of shite, a fucking blight
Like thieves they sneak throughout the night.
It could be you, it could be me
Who forgets what we're meant to be
Consumed by such consumer greed
Not content with what we need.
Some have little, others less
Perhaps this leaves our rock depressed
Dying from its' own blood.. From a stone
‘till bled dry and left alone.
Some intend, when this rock dies
To find another in the skies
Plug in their greed, and suck it dry
- Until again the end is nigh.
Somewhere waits with crying eyes
Among the stars beyond these skies
Is Mars earth two in disguise?
Soon to be raped for it's supplies…
