Raging fire round the smoky sky
Tortured land seen though tired eyes
Blistered leaves on a wilting tree
Oh what's come to be
Seething waves as the oceans turn
Mountains crack, the craters cry
Moaning redwood brought crashing to it's knees
Oh what's come to be
And they told us so many lies
Desperate politicians sigh
Supernova see our futility
Oh what's come to be