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!!!