We march toward the future The knife held to our throats There is no turning back We are too far within our ways The countdown has begun The final days of mankind The consequence of greed The Lust for profit over needs We are our own disease The consequence of our own greed The holocene Extinction at our feet We march toward the future The knife held to our throats There is no turning back We are too far within our ways The countdown has begun The final days of mankind The consequence of greed The Lust for profit over needs Extinction Look me dead in the eye And tell what you see The man standing in the mirror Is who I'm meant to be Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Fuck the world Set me free