Once they came and ruled our skies
They turned our dreams into lies
Captured smoke, sand, wind, and trees
Our beloved is broken, our soul, they seized
Towers of steel rise up to the waves
Machines tread on cracked stones paved
It's never enough what they rake
The world is dead for their own sake
We wear chains made out of vines
Our hands are wrapped and bound in wire
Our hearts are weighed down with loss
History left under a layer of dust