the perversion of life through gaia s eyes as good as dead in the jaws of spite i can t sit back as the apathy amplifies in the darkest corners of their nightmare i ll be a light count our blessings no cover showered in life s warmth the rest to suffer we are fortunate enough to make a choice count our blessings no cover showered in life s warmth the rest to suffer we are fortunate enough to make a choice ill be a voice they rest their eyes in a bed of filth and we suffer slow in a vice of guilt i refuse to add to this violent design in the darkest corners of their nightmare i ll be a light count our blessings no cover showered in life s warmth the rest to suffer we are fortunate enough to make a choice count our blessings no cover showered in life s warmth the rest to suffer we are fortunate enough to make a choice i ll be a voice and the question is not can they reason or can they talk but can they suffer and may all creatures of life be delivered from this suffering suffering cast out forsaken desperate and ill fated every day the value of life spreads thinner but in this chaos i ll be a hope bringer hope bringer hope bringer hope bringer their trials are mine and i stand for every single walk of life i ll fight i ll fight for both human and non human rights i know that things are much brighter on the other side