Little Children, gather near, can you feel it in the air?
Moon has set, night is here.
My little children, full of fear
Can you feel it? Open your eyes
To the End of the Age.

Look around you, at the Earth!
See the cries, hear the pains!
Human husks stripped of worth
By bitter lies and greedy gains.
I can sense it, in my dreams

Brother against brother
Man against tree
Oil spills and forest fires
Broken branch and Wounded Knee;
And in the darkness, something gnaws,
Something burrows, something burns
With all our malice magnified -
For your soul something yearns.
Can you hear it? Gaia screams!

As Gaia screams
And Gaia dies,
Animals, trapped
Lakes, defiled
Our sacred, ancient trusts reviled!
And in the darkness, come the lies ...
There is no fight, they whisper, plea,
You have to look out for Number One!
And when another species dies,
It's not your problem, anyway.
I will not listen,
I choose to Rage.

As Gaia screams and Gaia dies
Every arrow, every dart,
toxic waste and land fill site;
All of these burn in my heart!
But I must know,
When will you Rage?

As Gaia screams and Gaia dies
God's own children killing their mother
A question ...
penetrates the smog
whispers past the screams of innocents
and is heard over every warcry ...
I must know.
When will it be too much?
When will you say "Enough?"

When
will
you
RAGE?