Quiet Outcry The Fruits of Our Labor Lyrics

Proud stands our precious land
That has grown to be strong
Monuments of its wealth rise
And hunger is long gone

Used to getting all
To needing needless things
We generate suffering
To satisfy our greed

While we eat up all that reaches our hands
Our days are running out in these lands, and

We are treading a path of pain
From mansions to caves again
We are facing a battle so vain
From rulers to slaves again

Praised be wisdom of man
Who ate the fruits of the land
Time has come for him to see
Those of his labor are at hand

While we eat up all that reaches our hands
Our days are running out in these lands, and

We are treading a path of pain
From mansions to caves again
We are facing a battle so vain
From rulers to slaves again

All empires must end in their time
And our own is next in line
We could have heard mother nature cry
But chose to devour and deny

From mansions to caves again
We are treading a path of pain
From mansions to caves again
We are facing a battle so vain
From rulers to slaves again

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