Digging Our Own Graves - Painbastard

We lumber the forests

Destroy the green lungs of our world

And pollute the air and oceans

Until the last animal has died

We import foreign workers

For a rise in unemployment

And bleed our people with taxes

Until everybody is working on the side

We’re digging our own graves

And bite the hand that feeds us

We’re cutting off our nose

To spite our face !

We’re wiping out our own flesh and blood

But at the end we’ve to pay our bill

We fight the terror with terror

Until the terror prevails over us

We invent ever more effective weapons

Razing our world to the ground

We preach tolerance

But don’t receive it in return

But everything we’ve done in the past

Will redound upon us real soon now