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