Tell me how the fuck we got here
And look into my eyes
Who gave you the right to paint red skies?
(Only lies)
Oh, it's a Monopoly game
A real-time version
The great ghost of fire
I'll close my eyes while my land burns
Melt like cow shit in the Sun
You, silently moving as moths
As if protected by God
You burn to buy and build to sell
(What a cartel)
Keep blaming the climate change
Sell your soul in exchange
To be a cog in the machine
I'll close my eyes while my land burns
Melt like cow shit in the Sun
So many gates and doors to knock
But everyone seems to be locked
Within those walls some speak of wisdom
Out here we are asking what's freedom