We overlook the death of this world, as it slowly dies, collapses.
How cold wind blows Mất tích bởi dead trees, poisoning the gieo, lợn nái destruction.

We ignore that destruction wins, nature is on its last legs.
We see past the deception and violence, as the call for peace fade away.
How clink expensive weapons, such as money rules, humanity loses all sense of proportion.

We see how động vật are tortured and brutally murdered.

We take the lives of those who deserve to live and we let those alive who are not ready to give.
We ignore what the famine us tells, we know how to waste what's missing the poor.
We ignore...