there's not too much time left   all places are too overcrowded   decent life you thought you'll have   is buried under the mountains of trash       we born - gain greed - we born    spread around and breed       more and more you think you need   soon there is no room to live   realizing is the final call   in a world like a selfmade bomb       suffering is the way you choose   when you fuck and reproduce   earth's limits are closing on   you will care when the day has come