La Raza - Armored Saint

Devastated in the land

Devastated in the land

Devastated in the land

Where I hold my daughters hand

Man I really hate it

Boy I really hate it

No fanfare required

Upright man your starting to tire

Some folks know what I mean

Cause they’re turning blue white turning green

The race to find space and oil

Is gaining ground gaining ground

Human race may come to a boil

Come on jump in the pot

We are wreaking havoc

Completely wreaking havoc

Yes we’re wreaking havoc

Like a cheap shot at the back

Really is pathetic

Utterly pathetic

Coming full circle now

Close the curtains don’t take a bow

Some folks know what I mean

And this can of worms is opening

The race to find space to breathe

Is harder now, harder now

Human race you make me grieve

For the things that you do

Some freaks don’t give a damn

And they are the ones threatening man

The race to portray yourself as somebody who cares

Separates yourself from someone who’s willing to dare

To race to embrace a kiss

Is what we need what I need

Human race you’ll get through this

You always do