And when we feel like everything is closing in

We cut the cord from us to nature

And every time we feel like war again

We cut the trees, betray our nurture

You eat it's flesh and drink it's blood, you fly economy

You cut the woods and plant a new world, for your meat

You bit off more than you could chew, you'll choke off your plenty

And all of that for the taste and smell of just a little money

And so the sky cracks open, the sea floods high

A game of chess against the gods themselves, our time is nigh

Lightning bolts hit our home, the flames burn high

You didn't want it, you didn't need it, we take away your time

Ihr seid selbst schuld am Blätterfall

Ihr seid selbst schuld am Jägerschall

Ihr seid selbst schuld am Bombenknall

Ihr seid selbst schuld am Klagenhall

You reap, what you sow

And so the sky cracks open, the sea floods high

A game of chess against the gods themselves, our time is nigh

Lightning bolts hit our home, the flames burn high

Look up, the riders gliding down from the sky