16 acessos
wasting resources
and lousy with cash
we raped our world
and what remains is trash
exploiting nature
because gain precedes need
we steal the fruits
but we leave no seed
sorry kids
we consign no bequest
no room for hope
but your paths will be blessed
we're sorry kids
but now it is too late
we have confessed
what a blow of fate
we reached the point of no return
we reached the point of no return
we reached the point of no return
we reached the point of no return