Voices From The Fuselage - Oceans

Apparent of a god inflicting
Justice on this world
Our atmosphere impounded by
Our ample trees to burn

Statistically crimes escalating
As third world warfare thrives
And men with soft explosives taking
Pride in taking lifes

Stalagmites & Stalactites
Transform into vast lakes
Our oceans claiming all the land as
We choke in urban wakes

These provoke questions everyday

Can you taste the salt?
Do you sense the fault?
Tell me what you claim your purpose

When a world collides
Can we say we tried?
As we form a brand new surface

Brace yourself for waves
To our sins we're slaves
Come tomorrow: underwater
Prove me wrong?

What gods observe as we become
The next cold layer of the Earth?
The sea of life lives constantly
They’ll transcend humanity
And no one knows what is to come
The world knows better than anyone

Oceans will claim us
Oceans will claim us
Oceans will claim us
Oceans (will claim us)
We've had our chance

To roam
To grow
To know
To hope

To roam
To grow
To know
To hope