Текст песни Leeches - Illvilja

Looking down at this earth, this beautiful earth
With love, of it's nature and all it's life
Not with hatred as certain mankind
Destroyers, harvesters of sorrow
Leeches of this earth, a plague of this planet
Like a storm of fire, burning down the ground

High above the mountains, at the sky
From the darkest clouds
Tears falling down at this earth
This scorched earth, with pain
In the eye of nature, all it's life is dying
At the hands of man, death is certain
Destroyers, leeches of this earth
A sickness of this planet
With a knife into mother earth's heart
In riches and in greed, we will suffocate this earth
Hunt for wealth and power
Strangled in dirt, life without meaning
It's nothing worth, the harvesters of sorrow
The leeches of this earth

Looking down at this earth, this beautiful earth
In sorrow, as life fades away
It's another mans glory, the natures pride
In life when it's bloom, in doom and destruction
At the hands of man, it leaves only certain death in plan

The leeches of this earth