I find myself in a lost word
it's dark and weird,
want to run away far
but there's no way to reach out to another star. . . .
Life is'nt your wish here
I see myself embellish my own coffin
because there's always a guilt deep within,
these nightmares always scare me
insinuates a sympathy,
What we have done , will come back to us ,
They still call it BLUE , i say BLACK EARTH . . . .
Mankind has turned its own foe,
species extinct , forests gone ,
Breathing is hard now ,
and it's difficult to keep myself pure here ,
any how i'm trying to survive . . . .
Generations have passed
Noble , Scholars . . . . many came,
Inventions , discoveries . . . . were always there,
none saved , none cared . . . .
Destroying our home ,
Abusing our Birth ,
They still call it BLUE , i say BLACK EARTH . . . .