Wilt

This world makes me sick
The darker it gets
We all cast a shadow
Of oil and sex

Kill for money
Kill for greed
Enslave each other
For the convenience
You kill your brother
For the fame
Bring them to their knees
All for your name

I'm sure that you've notice our sick mother
I'm sure that you've notice how she's fading away

And I beg
And I plead
Look around
At what we
Have destroyed
Everything
All I see
Is bleeding

You kill your brother
For the fame
Bring them to their knees
All for your name

Makе a stand and change the world

I'm sure that you'vе notice our sick mother
I'm sure that you've notice how she's fading away
A cancer consumes her
When will we learn that we've taken enough
And have nothing left to give back
But the sickness in us

Kill for money
Kill for greed
Enslave each other
For the convenience