Mother Earth, cries to be heard, beaten and bruised
Her voice horse from the pleas for mercy
Cobalt, Oil, Lithium, and Gold, taken without thought
Pull out her priceless innards; I need that sweet taste on my lips
Please, please, the sweet taste on my lips
Rape the land
Raid; kill whoevers in our way
Rape; justify in this dissarray
Use her til we've had our full, my stomachs so f*cking full
Raid; kill whoevers in our way
Rape; justify in this dissarray
Use her til we've had our full, my stomachs so f*cking full
The spirit infected ; She did her best to warn us
She clings to barely, breathing her last
The end is coming
It will be swift
So hungry, use her til we've had our full
My stomach's so f*cking full
Use her til we've had a our full
Mother Earth
Beaten and bruised
Use her til we've had our full
Mother Earth
Beaten and bruised
Use her til we've had our full