Losing Generation

The systems of life hum accordingly every day, every year, every century but, everywhere humans go things get worse can't you tell through the smoke in the dirty city the jungle was once a tranquil hideaway for the kind of trees and the mountains themselves but man those things sell a million dollars a pound cut them up, dry them out, good display for the shelves why can't we just leave them alone? who is the animal? who is that dangerous beast? why were the other ones made? i know it wasn't just for our feast and now they're down to 250 lone souls they're a breed of a losing generation it seems the killers are ourselves so you know who to blame it was man with his plan and his frightening greed i don't think we'll ever leave them alone. 生活哼哼每一天每一年每一个世纪，但在系统相应地，到处都是人类去的东西你不能告诉穿过肮脏的城市丛林曾经是一个宁静的世外桃源的种树木和山脉自己的烟变得更糟但人的那些东西卖一百万块钱一斤细切，干出来，很好的展示了货架为什么我们不能只是让他们一个人吗？谁是动物？谁是危险的野兽？为何其他的人呢？我知道这不只是我们的节日，现在他们下到250孤独的灵魂，他们是一个失败的一代看来凶手的品种是我们自己，所以你知道是谁的错那是男人与他的计划和他的可怕贪婪，我不认为我们会永远离开他们孤单。