The Prediction (v2001) - Voice

When the last tree has fallen

And the last game turned to flesh

When the last deer’s been hunted dead

What’s up when it makes much cash?

Last baby seal has been hooked up

Last tiger also lost its life

For noble ladies dressed in furs

What’s up it’s for the beauty of my life

Prediction

For the last threatening sign

Prediction

When comes the day?

When comes the time?

When gonna be the judgement day?

Whales sink down harpoons in the back

Perish I pain, being chased at any price

Rivers will be dirty and black

They say: what’s up!

But we’ve got just one life

Surgeons turn your face to perfection

The questions: what will be to the latest craze?

Animals get a lethal injection

Screaming out: «We are the human race»

The woodlands are dead

The latest spring has dried up

Too late thinking ahead

Dry sand, look around

You’re alone in this land

Nobody’s here to hold your hand

It will be a nightmare

Please, please awake

We can’t eat money

We are the human rece

When comes the day?

When comes the time?

When will there be the last threatening sign?

Prediction…