Open your eyes and light the fluid; get into it; petrol syphon.
Low on meals; browning fields; bury children.
Urbanisation, scarification, population exodus.
There is no planet B. Open your eyes and see.
Open your eyes and shoot the dingo while this shit goes out the window.
Multi factions, rusting tractors, dying heroes.
Only way through is colonisation, acclimatisation, population exodus.
Monetisation, civilisation, the operation has begun.
There is no planet B.
Patient seasons blacked out for ages. Dreaming of cake. Snowflakes blanket old deserts.
Outskirts disperse. Earth is a blank verse. Last hearse. Dry nurse.
Open your eyes and see there is no planet B.
There is no planet B. There is no planet B. There is no planet B.
There is no planet B. There is no planet B. There is no planet B.
There is no Planet B. Open your eyes and see.
Sinners are grinners. Ear to ear. Baby Jesus sheds a tear.