The perversion of life through gaia's eyes

As good as dead in the jaws of spite

I can't sit back as the apathy amplifies

In the darkest corners of their nightmare, I'll be a light

Count our blessings

No cover

Showered in life's warmth

The rest left to suffer

We are fortunate enough to make a choice

Count our blessings

No cover

Showed in life's warmth the rest left to suffer

We are fortunate enough to make a choice, I'll be a voice

They rest their eyes in a bed of filth and we suffer slow in a vice of guilt

I refuse to add to this violent design in the darkest corners of their nightmare

I''ll be a light

Count our blessings

No cover

Showered in life's warmth the rest to suffer

We are fortunate enough to make a choice

Count our blessings

No cover

Showered in life's warmth

The rest left to suffer

We are fortunate enough to make a choice I'll be a voice

Cast out, forsaken. Desperate. Ill fated.

Everyday the value of life spreads thinner

But in this chaos will be a hopebringer

Their trials are mine, I stand for every single walk of life

I'll fight

I'll fight for both human and nonhuman rights because I know that things are much

brighter on the other side