King Of The Landfill

I'd like to tell you that everything is OK.
My friend were gonna die in the most horrible way.
We are the cancer infecting her more everyday.
Squaw nature is a whore and yet she gets raped anyway.

Here's the picture that were painting.
Oily poisons and acid raining.
Hail the Kingdom we're creating.

Somehow the natives managed to savor her taste.
Behold the mountain range of everything that we waste.
No need to keep it, we'll buy some more.
If we run out then we'll go fight a war.
To own again what we just threw away...
While our mother decays.
My she's growing old.

There's a history lesson we've never seemed to learn...
When mother earth is fired, the fire's gonna burn.

No where to run to and no where to hide.
Destroyed everything that we need to survive.
No more sunlight to dry all the rain,
That is poisoned with pain.
No more breathing, only screaming,
Only dreaming it'd all go away.
Only demons hail the Kingdom...
Don't you hail the King?