They steal from mother earth whatever they desire
Pervert the natural order to satiate their power lust
Take this rock, burn it up, stamp a face, call it worth
Take this page, cut it up, print a name, call it god
Take this stream, dam it up, take control, call it good
Take this world, tear it down, build again, call it progress
Let the river run back where it came from
Never meant for what man decided
Let the water wash clean our impurity
The tide is rising and we're all invited