Just look at all those hungry mouths we have to feed 
Take a look at all the suffering we breed. 
So many lonely faces scattered all around, 
searching for what they need. 

Is this the world we created? 
What did we do it for? 
Is this the world we invaded, against the law? 
So it seems in the end -
Is this what we're living for today? 
The world that we've created? 

You know that every day a helpless child is born, 
Who needs some loving care inside a happy home. 
Somewhere a wealthy man is sitting on his throne, 
waiting for life to go by. 

Is this the world we created? We made it on our own. 
Is the the world we devastated, 
right to the bone? 

If there's a god..up in the sky.. looking down..
What must he think of what we've done, 
to the world that he created?