We are superior as history clearly states
You know, our knowledge is much greater, so just bow down and wait
Wait for your slaughter, wait for your rape
Wait for your existence to be served on a plate
Clear cut and build
Build our machines
Spread our disease, and kill everything in our path that attempts to even breathe
We do it for fashion, f*cking comfort and ease
And keep on advancing until all life on earth is seized
Clear cut and build, 'til every inch of land is filled
We are going full speed ahead, straight to our demise
Leave a trail of red. Everything in our path must die
Grind the planet down right to the f*cking core
And demolish all existence to the point of no restore
Clear cut and build
There's no place to run and no place to hide
All presence on earth must be destroyed
Clear cut and build, 'til every inch of land is filled
Locate a drill until all our resources are milled
And oil is spilled
Mark my f*cking words: they'll fill every f*cking inch
They'll plow down our forests and they'll dump in our lakes
And at the end of the day, you see, that's all that it takes
To turn our planet into nothing more than concrete and stocks
Until it crumbles beneath us from the damage, from the shock
If history's a lesson, we should learn from our mistakes
Harbouring only what we need and using everything we take
Clear cut and build, 'til every inch of land is killed