Insomnium

How does it feel?
To welcome the new day
Not worth saving
To fall down on own imprudent acts
The wind answers quietly
Clears the black smoke far thick to see
Unfolds the true nature of man
"And this fire it burns
Consuming us all
Withered garden for posterity
Inheritance in flames"
"When the mankind moves
Rest of the life shakes
All once green turned into stone
Flesh into dust and soil