They say that money is the root of all evil
But what if it's embedded in our soul?
Our roots plunged in the earth, to suck it dry
But we rear our heads when we see mother cry

We'll continue, until the constant collapses,
Until the crust cracks and the heavens collide
But when the end is at our doorstep
We dare to lock the door and hide

Will it all be worth it?
When the heavens come crashing down
Will it all be worth it?
When reality becomes abstract
Will it all be worth it?
When we're disconnected from time

When we're disconnected from what we were

Overgrown, greed and growth
We wage our wars
And use the victims
To stay afloat
We'll take everything
And make it our own
We invented the chair
Only to call it our throne

Progress,
At the expense of others
And in the name of "love"
We keep fighting our brothers
Afraid to look back,
Not wanting to see
What we've become
Only to leave our weeping mothers

Will it all be worth it?
When the heavens come crashing down
Will it all be worth it?
When reality becomes abstract
Will it all be worth it?
When we're disconnected from time

When we're disconnected from what we were

Will it all be worth it?
After mother received us
And embraced us in the ground
For then there will be truly peace
Accompanied with neither silence nor sound