I find it comforting to know there are others who can forsee the world of Primus part 4 coming to be if we aren’t careful.
I shut mine eyes and all the world drops dead
Though gold and silver they never die
Life goes on waltzing with stars yellow and red
Till the dreams run moon-struck
And creation whispers overhead
(I think I made you up inside my head)
Where the oceans rise and forests burn
And planets are corrupted for a few centuries
By Man the destroyer, cities of shame
Where nature hangs her head in civil disobedience
And machines calculate how to
Win back her trust, before it’s too late
I think evolution outperformed God
To make such an arrogant creature as Man.