What have we done to the land that we call home? The seeds are now sown to spawn the life that will end it for us all We've carved the land in our own creation A duty better left to those of godly stature Enveloped in its own selfishness, Once we consume all other life there will be nothing left We have nothing left to give to a world that destroys itself The perfect balance has been weighted By the inhabitants supposedly most intelligent Yet they can't even save, their own home. Society's lust for commodity Will ultimately resolve in the earth's demise The earth will be stripped of all its spirit And we will be trapped in our own prison cell We have nothing left to give to a world that destroys itself The perfect balance has been destroyed The human race is the odd one here Rooted to the ground there is no escape from our mistake For we are all earthbound Rooted to the ground for we are earthbound.
