We, the Shameless - Forest of Shadows

We, the shameless

An excluded species

Sitting in high thrones

As self proclaimed masters

Of a dying world

We, spill their blood

As we see fit

Claiming their land as if ours

Leaving their wounds open

And worst of all without feeling guilt

And worst of all without feeling guilt

There is no language

To excuse these atrocities

Unleashed upon them

Our fellow earthlings

On which we prey

We, the shameless,

We see it all pass by

We are killing ourselves

And everything around us

While dreaming of a fairytale end

While dreaming of a fairytale end