The earth will brush off that, which hurts her,
Her lungs, veins and blood are dirty and she has a high fever
She is ill and her warnings go unheeded ----+.

Listen humanity it is a privilege to live on my skin, not a right
You do nor own me and have no right to abuse me like you are doing
Heed the warnings or it will be too late and an earthquake of enormous propositions

Will crack open my skin in what you call earthquakes

Stop running ahead you are too immature to try and manipulate my weather.
An end of an age is at hand, choose life or head this warning and live
You are giving life to the inanimate and it will rule you very soon if you refuse to heed this warning

We are watching and debating your end
You are not in isolated, we know your every move mere mortal man.

Stop killing the mother that gave you life
Or I will bring forward the last day of reason