The warming sun will not rise in the morning The snow capped mountains of the earth will crumble Deadly cracking earthquakes will rumble The universe is in mourning Cold brisk winds will screech through the air And the wind will be still and it’s silence so loud The once light blue sky will be covered in dark clouds The universe does not care Volcanos explode and lava spills from the crust The earth goes cold and people will freeze Tides wash away civilisation All of our history is reduced to dust Faith remains only, faith and belief This is the price we pay for globalisation