We, the Shameless

We, the shameless
An excluded species
Sitting in high thrones
As self proclaimed masters
Of a dying world

We, spill their blood
As we see fit
Claiming their land as if ours
Leaving their wounds open
And worst of all without feeling guilt
And worst of all without feeling guilt

There is no language
To excuse these atrocities
Unleashed upon them
Our fellow earthlings
On which we prey

We, the shameless
We see it all pass by
We are killing ourselves
And everything around us
While dreaming of a fairytale end
While dreaming of a fairytale end