Not by disease or accident,
The end won’t be a mystery.
We see it clear—we always have,
Men are their own worst enemy.
We never learn from our mistakes,
When it comes to human fights.
Centuries of endless war,
But still no end in sight.
Please, men—when you are done,
Leave the planet for the animals.
They once had the run of the place.
Please, men—when you are done.
Communication breaks down fast,
Factions talk but never hear.
We claim we’re wise, we say we’re great,
Yet our hearts are ruled by fear.
Religion used to justify
The taking of a life...
How can we be so advanced
But still not get it right?
Please, men—when you are done,
Leave the planet for the animals.
They once had the run of the place.
Please, men—when you are done.
We build new tech day by day,
Yet we’re still so far apart.
We fight our wars and carry theirs,
Wounds passed down from the start.
In the name of kids not yet born,
We burn the future down.
Marching forward like machines,
Never turning 'round.
Please, men—when you are done,
Leave the planet for the animals...
They once had the run of the place.
Please, men—when you are done...
Please, men... when you are done...