Compromised
Defile a sacred body
spread ruin and disease
Our wake is death and destruction
Through the glass
The flora is fading
No echoes of fertile ground
Every branch is stripped
Our house is barren
No future
There is nothing left
No future
Broken and empty
Compromised
Under the banner of industry
We marched over Eden
There’s no more sanctuary
The light is blinding me
Our air
Poison gas
As we atone for being
This world is burning
No future
There is nothing left
No future
We are compromised
No future
There is nothing left
No future
Broken and empty
No future
There is nothing left
No future
COMPROMISED
