Do you call that human

Thinking only of ourselves
Books are standing unread on the shelf
They're closed Photos are faded
Lying in an old shoe box
Tought - stripes which are bound
Which pictures germinate
But are soon knocked out
But are soon knocked out
Don't look back to the past
We are running out of time
The TV shows pictures
Of bombed cities
The TV shows pictures
Of long forgotten worlds
Do you call that human
Do you call that truth
Do you call that hope
Humanity get lost
World struggels against it's fall
The last will be the ruins
Where humans are rotting
Where soldiers are shooting
Love one another, don't fight
There's no end in sight
Where humans are rotting
Where soldiers are shooting