The perversion of life through gaia's eyesAs good as dead in the jaws of spiteI can't sit back as the apathy amplifiesIn the darkest corners of their nightmare, I'll be a lightCount our blessingsNo coverShowered in life's warmthThe rest left to sufferWe are fortunate enough to make a choiceCount our blessingsNo coverShowed in life's warmth the rest left to sufferWe are fortunate enough to make a choice, I'll be a voiceThey rest their eyes in a bed of filth and we suffer slow in a vice of guiltI refuse to add to this violent design in the darkest corners of their nightmareI''ll be a lightCount our blessingsNo coverShowered in life's warmth the rest to sufferWe are fortunate enough to make a choiceCount our blessingsNo coverShowered in life's warmthThe rest left to sufferWe are fortunate enough to make a choice I'll be a voiceCast out, forsaken. Desperate. Ill fated.Everyday the value of life spreads thinnerBut in this chaos will be a hopebringerTheir trials are mine, I stand for every single walk of lifeI'll fightI'll fight for both human and nonhuman rights because I know that things are muchbrighter on the other side
