In Cold Blood Blood On Our Hands
Violence and bloodshed are everywhere. Waste and pollution destroying the air. At the hands of man another forest is lost. Carelessly we are neglecting the cost. Destruction across the land. Cannot wash the blood from our hands. Garbage and refuse all over the streets. Nature is hanging it's head in defeat. Concrete jungle, city of flames. Stopping at nothing till nothing remains. If we don't stop this waste. Entire existence will be erased. Environmental genocide. With blood on our hands and apathetic eyes