The buzzing sounds of machines
overwhelm our power of sound,
mainstream rhythm is concealed.
Birds that beautifully chirp, chirp, chirp
are covered with the industrialized
sounds of greed within greed
If you listen, and listen well
hear the sharp cry of nature,
as it once was, beautiful and majestic
full of sounds like an orchestra.
Think about the machines:
How they dominate people's lives.
How they control people’s thoughts
How they morph our very existence.
And remember that after we all die, and fade away into nothing,
as we were, before we are born, nothing
and even after human rule, nature will once again take control.
No more machine, no more man, just nature