Steady beats the pulse of the sun

Wonder still leaps from its beams

Yet beneath a mask of bonhomie

That sad star is not what it seems

 

Watching its favourite run to waste

Hot tears escape that burning eye

Bound by nature to fry its offspring

Torch forests, put winter in the sky

 

What treasure this greedy satellite

Down the ages pillaged from space

Squandering a world of resources

At the whims of a murderous race

 

Watching its favourite run to waste

Hot tears escape that burning eye

Bound by nature to fry its offspring

Torch forests, put winter in the sky

 

Orb making magic on a sphere of mud

A wonderland of habitats and pleasure

Debased into extinctions and anxiety

Rising seas sinking us at their leisure

 

Watching its favourite run to waste

Hot tears escape that burning eye

Bound by nature to fry its offspring

Torch forests, put winter in the sky