(Chorus) This world, my heart, my that I don't know The they grow They let me go are left as proof But they soak on through Things I've My My unforgivable (Verse 1) We on the horizon. The passion in their eyes then What they think of islands and more in their size Bountiful and and resource to provide them Supplies slim. Morale when so heavily inside Now declining Return is not an option as necessity them With they choose to dive in Now along the shore and so aware of arriving Other children of this land to share in their surviving A pigeontry of feathers stands his majesty with Now the material things that kings that could never forever But secrets of the spirit and how to live in harmony together Unbenounced to him his head be the first that they would sever And up on a pike up along the beach Kept up as a warning to the rest to turn from their beliefs And so it here. And for 500 years Torture, Terror, til they nearly disappear (Chorus) This world, my heart, my Things that I don't The they grow They let me go are left as proof But tears they soak on I've done My My unforgivable (Verse 2) Ways and from mistreated human beings A slave labor provides wealth to the machine And helps the new regime establish and Using manifest destiny to off the land From native caretakers who can understand "How can land be owned by another man. Warns one can not steal was given as a gift. Is the sky owned by birds and the rivers owned by fish." But the lesson when the heated, for the sake of not needed You but do not eat it The excessive and elitists don't repair it when they it The forests's were cleared, the factories built And your mistakes will be repeated by your generation doomed to pay for your mistreatments and flaws, greed and needs and disagreement And you rushed to have the most, from the day you left your You'll starve but never die. In a of hungry ghosts (Chorus) This world, my heart, my Things that I don't The icicles they They let me go Scars are left as But tears they soak on Things done My My youth (Verse 3) As dig in the deserts of the east Appeared "A pit" 100 wide and 100 meters deep They discover ancient cars on even streets And a city well preserved and likely at it's peak A culture so advanced, and by of the teeth They can tell they was civil, not barbaric in the least A at peace. With liberty and justice for all Neatly in what seems to be a wall They would doubt that was any starvation at all That they much had the poverty problem all solved From the sheer of paper, most likely used for trade so organized. They had to be well behaved Assumed had clean energy, but took to no enemies Very honest leaders with sympathies Religions kinda complex. Kinda hard to out And must be the temple This White. (Chorus) world, my heart, my soul Things that I don't The icicles they never let me go Scars are left as But tears they soak on Things done My My unforgivable