as we sailed through the clouds over plains of emerald green

a million dead unseen we were justifiably proud

they saw the doors opening they saw the smothered ground

they heard the fire ravaging we thrilled at every sound

judges of the night with the calculus of godly might

cause the world to weep as we lay your body down to sleep



how it all tortures endlessly gone tomorrow the same

can you in all humility give all that power a name

when the kiss of a feather has worn the mountain down

in its annual orbit of the sun



when will the suffering cease and do we all deserve our peace

(destiny is but to run)

will our wealth increase when will we all be released 

(future's only just begun)



but it was not always like this now i gaze with jaundiced eyes

on the fruit of our exploitation i stop to wonder why

where has it all gone all the time that we won

all our lives and all of this waste



when will the suffering cease and do we all deserve our peace

(destiny is but to run)

will our wealth increase when will we all be released 

(future's only just begun)