Morbid Existence

We live in fear, fear of death Soon we may breathe our last breath Acid rain pollutes our lands Chemical pollution, our lives out of hand Poisonous gas, vapourised scum Cancerous victims a rising sun Our homes are slowly decaying Lands gone, replaced by deathchambers Life is a bad dream, can't I wake up Free from this Hell, torment agrief Die... Turning my face towards the sky Thunder clouds form, rain fills my eyes Falls to the earth destroying our lives Our sources destroyed Industry survives