Stench of Prophet - Brutal Truth

Motivation, greed, pride

You don’t care how many die

Mother Earth raped once more

Mutilated to the core

Never caring

Never sharing

Fill your pockets

With the stench of profit

Don’t you see what you have done?

Blocking out the fucking sun

Savage progress, twisted fate

You won’t see until it’s too late

Never caring

Never sharing

Fill your pockets

And die