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What Have We Done?
What have we done?
To this world that is ours
What have we done?
To this earth that is ours
The birds don’t sing anymore
But yet we hear the melodies
Melodies of torment and pain
Sung by our own human race
We can’t see the green grass anymore
We can’t feel the mild breeze on our face
Yet we see the bright colours
The greenery that has turned to the shade of red
What have we done?
To this world that is ours
What have we done?
To this earth that is ours
Murderers we are
Guilty of an unforgivable crime
For tormenting our own mother
The one who gave birth to life
