Humble Gods - Sick World 歌词

When the mountain are out of focus
And the air begins to choke us
And the oceans are to polluted to swim in
When the predators our preachers, abusers are our teachers
What kind of sick world are we living in?
What kind of sick sick world
What kind of world
What kind of sick sick world
Are we living in
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