Wake up tomorrow it's too late
We can't get away from that it's our fate
Our love of ease must come to an end
We must do something it doesn't help to repent

Industries have taken their toll
Carbonic oxide kills our skies
Don't you hear the trees their call we no longer
Accept your lies

Millions of years it took the earth to grow like she is today
Just a few years we're on yet we did take care for her decay
If we go on like this you'd better shoot yourself with a gun
Enjoy your days they might be your last ones in the sun

What give us the right to exploit and torture mother earth
This is not how it was meant to be on her days of birth

So you gotta wake up cause tomorrow it's too late
We can't move away from her so it's also our fate
Our love of ease must come to an end
We must do something it doesn't help to repent

Carbonic oxide'Nuclear waste'Killing forest'Acid rain

We must join hands must forget our disagreements
Together we must fight this suicide make it stop
Cause if we go on like this you'd better shoot
Yourself with a gun
Enjoy your days they might be your last ones in the sun

Dark!!!