Testo di Diabolic Way

Sad about those who won't see Sad about those who won't hear His diabolic way Sad about those who won't smell Sad about those who won't feel His diabolic way When the sky will become dark And the creek starts whispering Is there the demon waiting With a twinkling eye His diabolic way When the wind blows tepid And the leafs are rustling low The cold hand of the mist Will silently arise His diabolic way When the rain starts trickling Thankful The earth is taken every drop Water contaminated When the clouds have passed The grey industrial dust The Sun is burning on this From capitalism corroded planet Satans greedy finger Is getting to this world And we pave him His diabolic way We take the risk to destroy us all By trying things we won't understand We take the risk by ignoring the things We know to save this planet Because it is not economic