We are encircled by sky-scraping headstones In the graveyard of modern urbanity A mass grave crowded with grey concrete caskets We like to call our society We can never see the sun Because a skyline of grey twisting towers Swallows all light, colours everything black We grew accustomed to live in cities hostile to life Like a morbid kraken, they corrupt the surrounding land Fields displace forests Untamed rivers become waterways Wilderness vanishes Agriculture dominates Animals are degraded to beasts of burden Native communities are wiped out ♪ We've become thralls of religions and drugs Slaves to the supermarket Servants of authorities, always kept on a short leash The never-ending stream of ragged figures That marches into factories With minds altered by the numbing routine of the nine-to-five We will work until we die from cancer or loneliness Alienation devours fulfilment Isolation redefined The wires clutching Gaia's neck The chains holding emancipation back Spear in the heart of a free humanity The prison of hope, our great misery Behold the curse of industrial society Civilization, our great misery