Too pathetic to yield
Our phlegmatic obsession
The forever ignorant swarm
Takes aim at the sun
Despite our omnipresent guilt
Without the slightest concession
We meet our mother in war
It has only just begun
Gluttonous hands pick
The meat from your bones
Filling our homes
With remnants of greed
Ravenous eyes watch
The warm crimson stream
Down to the last drop
For us you shall bleed
Bleed for us
Bleed, Feed us, beseech us
Stimulate, nourish
And don't ask us to reciprocate
Blindly pushing forward
Towards the imminent collapse
Relentless exploitation, in the face of
The days of her erupting wrath
Stepping over the edge
Obese and none the wiser
We're falling
We're burning
We're hailing for you
Now as we seek our way back into the womb
Surrounded by cold flesh
Barren and dead -
The victim of our murder has turned into our tomb
Gluttonous hands pick
Meat from your bones
Filling our homes
With remnants of greed
Ravenous eyes watch
The warm crimson stream
Down to the last drop
For us you shall bleed