Occholism

We are nothing but a puny little spec
I'm surprised the gods haven't sent us to our death
All we do is destroy and corrupt the mother earth
Sucking the life from the soil that we don't deserve!
Watch the mountains

Crumble right before your eyes
This is a product of humanity!
Overwhelm corrupt this virgin ground
Just to overpopulate a brand new town
Our race is like a parasitic worm
Killing the host just to preserve one's own

We are nothing but a puny little spec
I'm surprised the gods haven't sent us to our death
All we do is destroy and corrupt the mother earth
Sucking the life from the soil that we don't deserve!

These lands have become
Desolate with no hope!
Money cannot replace
The carnage that we have done
How long must we see
Our mother earth bleed?

The deepest sea will rise
As the heavens close
Hell and earth will collide
As the sun explodes

Only few will survive
Yet death still grows
Nothing will stand
Woman or man