I woke from my daydream, discovered my nightmare was real,
At the altar of progress to gods of ambition we kneel,
Our database deities, they cannot save us,
Microchip miracles only enslave us.
The high priests of high finance claim that their actions are wise...
But our planet still dies. . .
It dies for the want of more people who care
'bout the poisons we pump in the seas and the air,
Yet blissfully ignorant, still unaware,
We strive for a future entwined with despair.
You say, "Why waste concern on the rivers and trees;
They belong to mankind to exploit as we please?"
Face up to the fact that mankind's a disease
Irrelevant microbes with colour T.V.s.
Tell me just what kind of fools would laugh and stare death in the face?
Only to worst kind of fools (like you and I: the human race).
If we laugh for long enough it could well be our epitaph,
Mother Earth will laugh the loudest
She will have the final laugh.
BUT WAIT--the time has come to realise,
BELIEVE--the truth our eyes will not disguise.
SPEAK OUT--to say, "It's no concern of mine,"
DECEIVED--is to be party to the crime.
We all toe the line and swallow the lies...
And our island dies!
Let computers dictate our emotions,
Determine the way we should feel.
Turn our backs to the future now our days are numbered,
And where will we run to when this world is plundered?
Your conscience a whisper drowned out when your avarice cries;
And humanity dies. . .
Without hot winds or tower blocks crashing,
No silver-lined mushroom clouds herald man's passing,
From the Garden of Eden, into death everlasting,
Such a high price to pay for what we took without asking.
Stupidity's legacy is passed down the years,
As our knowledge increases dispelling the fears
That the ghosts of the past may again reappear
As the dawn of the silent apocalypse nears.
Tell me just what kind of fools would laugh and stare death in the face?
Only the worst kind of fools (like you and I: the human race).
If we laugh for long enough it could well be our epitaph,
Mother Earth will laugh the loudest
She will have the final laugh.
(The advent of insanity, no future for humanity.
You pander to your vanity, it blinds you to reality.
In temples of indifference we hail the gods of ignorance,
And sacrifice our final chance, behold the death of innocence.)
BUT WAIT--the end is near so we must choose,
BELIEVE--that we have everything to lose.
SPEAK OUT--if empty words are all we're worth,
DECEIVED--it is the end for Mother Earth.
We all toe the line and swallow the lies...
and our island dies.
If we think the world is our oyster we'll surely choke on the pearl,
It is ours for a while to respect not defile, but minds drunk with power still whirl.
The lands we dispute are not ours to pollute, neither the air that we breathe,
But how will we ever see reason when we can't see the wood for the trees.
Now we hold the future in the palm of our hand
Place your faith in 'Rainbow Warriors' not castles of sand,
The hourglass is empty time is slipping away
So prepare your excuses for the Judgement Day.
Court is now in session, Mother Nature presides,
The jury are our children; whose futures we've denied.
The evidence conclusive, we have no alibi,
The victim was our planet, the verdict: MATRICIDE! MATRICIDE! MATRICIDE!
BUT WAIT--the time has come to realise,
BELIEVE--the truth our eyes will not disguise.
SPEAK OUT--to say, "It's no concern of mine,"
DECEIVED--is to be party to the crime.
BUT WAIT--the end is near so we must choose,
BELIEVE--that we have everything to lose.
SPEAK OUT--if empty words are all we're worth,
DECEIVED--it is the end for Mother Earth.
and
Well we know what makes the flowers grow - but we don't know why
And we all have the knowledge of DNA - but we still die
We perch so thin and fragile here upon the land
And the earth that moves beneath us, we don't understand
So we rush towards the Judgement Day, when She reclaims
A toast to the Luddite martyrs then, who died in vain
Down at the lab they're working still, finishing off
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
Chorus:
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
You and I we made no suicide pact - we didn't want to die
But we watch the wall, little darling, while the chemical trucks go by
This desperate imitation, now, of innocence
Those last few days at Jonestown ain't got nothing on this
Chorus:
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Now beneath the fitted carpets, beyond the padded cells
Within these crimes of passion, the naked truth She dwells
And this fury's just a part and this thunder's just a part
Desire is just a part - the cracking ice, the splitting rock
Chorus:
Hey, hey I listen to you pray as if some help will come
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
Hey, hey to the suicide day, the blind man blunders on
Hey, hey She will dance on our graves when we are dead and gone
As children learn about the world, we built that wall of sand
Along the beach we laboured hard with our bare hands
We worked until the sun went down beneath the waves
And the tide came rolling splashing in, washed the wall away
How do we tell the people in the white coats
Enough is enough?
ourposefully
(Skyclad - Our Dying Island and New Model Army - White Coats
