Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth
Find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts

You don't own shit motherfucker

I hear the cries, I see the lies
You greedy fucks, you're out of touch
With the soul you've lost way back
We own this, we own that

Disaster strikes
We take it as an act of God
You fail to see
We don't belong to a God
Well guess what motherfuckers? Mother Nature's coming back

The sacred lines of the earth dwell deep beneath our feet
Sacred
I hear the cries
You need to see
We need to be set free

No heaven, no hell

Time destroys the speculation men
But confirms the judgment of nature