Refugees pouring across the sea of fate
Crises growing in the East
Conflicts were not resolved
They only provoke the beast
Destruction of unsaved natures
Wildlife is going to die
Population cannot be reversed
Suffering should make you cry
If we shall go any further
It will only be a matter of time
The clock shows already far later than twelve
And doing nothing
Is a crime
Pollution of the oceans
Poverty promotes the strife
Displacement of the natives
They are locked up
From free life
People whom we made poor
To exploit them for our needs
The greed remains to be unbroken
Banknotes are bad seeds
If we want to save our future
I say this is the last chance
The clock shows already far later than twelve
And doing nothing
Is an offense
Ooooooh Oooh Ooooooh
Ooooooh Oooh Ooooooh
If we shall go any further
It will only be a matter of time
The clock shows already far later than twelve
And doing nothing
Is a crime
If we want to save our future
I say this is the last chance
The clock shows already far later than twelve
And doing nothing
Is an offense