Our house of hope has become a shrine to suffering

I will not stand idly by as our planet becomes devoid of life

Every cursed cycle

Callously

Culling them for our own gain

Because we are short-sighted

And scarcity keeps us frightened

Because we lost the deepest bond with the mother and our kin

Our blind economic proliferation

Dependent on our family's eradication

In tears I ran along these streets

Where once was life now lies concrete

We've scoured Earth for our own fucking needs

Never before were

So many lost

By our hands

By what we caused

We are burning

The book of life

We are gods, but at what cost

We are gods, but at what cost

We are gods, but at what cost

At what cost

This gnawing pain within my chest

A grief so vast, I can't address

The guilt and shame for lives bereft

Death and ash is all that's left

Death and ash are all that's left

Children will only see pictures in books

Our dot a graveyard for life-forms now lost

Feel now the weight of extinction on you

Look in the mirror - ask what did I do?

I can't see

How can i fix this

Why can't we fix this

It is in all

In all of our hands