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We are the guardians of earth’s soul

And we waging a battle against men,

In armoured fucking pinstripe suits who want control,

They are looking to exploit this planet and rip out its heart

They don’t care of consequences and they leave us in the dark,

About all their mechanations rooted in dirty fuel

Greed is all they’re interested in and they treat us like fools,

They have little or no care for the future

Because in the future they won’t be there,

They have little of no care about nature

Just about their stocks and shares,

These me in pinstripe fucking armoured suits have no feelings,

They’d sell there kids future down the fucking stream,

Dash their hopes and aspirations and all their future dreams,

These men are even more dangerous then we could have believed,

So as guardians we have to stop them

And bring the corporations down,

And fight to keep our natural resources well stocked underground,

And adapt to go renewable.