You seek the profit
of the earth’s resources
of oil of seas
of the ground that bleeds
Too much is not enough
when company needs more
you feed yourself
while making this world hell
When we take you down
all that you’ve built will fall
WATCH THE HORIZON BURN
we will return
Oil spills into the seas
forests are cut down
Mountains are nothing but tourist traps
And you drown this world with even more plastic crap
Your hunger stays unsatisfied
and your lust for money
will consume your flesh
as it has eaten your soul
Time to harvest
what you have sown
WATCH THE HORIZON BURN
natural order will return
Your time in the power
is over
Music and lyrics by J. Kuusisalo
