A pain born inside
For all humanity
Driven by the need
Of a selective genocide
This planet is way too full
Of standing insects with no brain

Starvation will defeat
The army of the free
No mercy and no ceasefire
I will hear the children cry

This is the time
For all humanity
To feed with empty meals
Chewing tasty plastic food
This is the aeon of wonders
What they really are?

Starvation will defeat
The army of the free
No mercy and no ceasefire
I will hear the children cry