Our Soil Songtext
von Thobbe Englund

Look at this...
Look at you...
Look what you are!
Stearing back, it′s a parasite!

You smell, It'is in the air
You taste it, It′s everywhere
You feel it, I know you do
You know it, and I do too

Our $oil got no more to offer
Come destroy and you will suffer
Come will fire flood the rain
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely stay
What unpleasant race
Spitting in God's face


You washit from your hair
You cry it in every tear
You love it that's all you do
You know it, it is your too

Our $oil got no more to offer
Come destroy and you will suffer
Come will fire flood the rain
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely stay
What unpleasant race
Spitting in God′s face

Now our $oil got no more to offer
Come destroy and you will suffer
Come will fire flood the rain
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely stay
What unpleasant race
Spitting in God′s face

(Goodbye)