Is it treasure hunt or death ride?
Scavengers dug the lands deep with pride.
Quicken'd with youthful spleen rage the evergreen like virus infection.
Greed seeps through crushing the innocent carol reefs to depletion.
In pursuit of riches they create desert,
Before dawn chirping birds cry home dessert.
What we once had, the dream of promised happiness falls apart.
Sons of man, do no evil to the Eden in our parents' time and be quitted.