When the trees are all cut down And roads are all paved All the rivers dammed up And the people enslaved The forest is cleared And the animals caged Only then will we realize Our biggest mistake We can't eat money How can you complain about a future that's been destroyed by the ones that you support? Open your eyes to ecocide It's time to act and time to start Desolation? Annihilation? Headed down a path of destruction No hope left for creation Termination as a means of production
