Paradox

He makes big generators chewing up the atmosphere,
He learns the secrets of nature then destroys her without fear.

See him burning the [bad word] of his labours
And with joy in his heart digs the graves of those
That he's trying to save, oh, [bad word] s his aim.
See the soil turn to dust, see the steel turn [bad word] 
Killing all those he loves thanking God up above.

The paradox of man, the paradox of man.
He has colossal power, but he's helpless as a lamb,
He's a mass of contradiction, the paradox of man.

And he envies the power of his neighbours,
And he still fails to see, he's [bad word] his own
Worst enemy, oh, will he ever learn?
See the [bad word] turn to lies, see the greed in his eyes,
Wasting all that remains, his soul trapped in chains.

The paradox of man, the paradox of man.
He makes big generators chewing up the atmosphere,
He learns the secrets of nature then destroys her without fear.

Soil turn to dust, can his power ever last?
The chains of his gain reveal secrets of his past.
Bitter is his greed, but man will never pay,
Oh, lead me through, lead me through the faults of his rage.

He has colossal power, but he's helpless as a lamb,
He's a mass of contradiction, the paradox of man,
The paradox of man, the paradox of man…