The Sixth Wave
Behind the Lyrics
The Sixth Wave is a somber reflection on the ongoing sixth mass extinction, a crisis driven entirely by human activity. The song delves into the irreversible loss of countless species and the devastating impact of our actions on the planet. We wanted to capture the weight of this responsibility and the profound sadness of watching diverse life forms vanish due to our negligence.
The lyrics draw parallels between ancient extinctions, like the dinosaurs, and the current wave of species loss. By referencing the burning forests and boiling oceans, we highlight the consequences of our relentless pursuit of fossil fuels and environmental exploitation.
The song’s message is clear: the sixth extinction is our fault alone, and the cost of inaction is immeasurable.
The Lyrics
In ancient lands, where giants roamed,
Their silent graves now overgrown.
Songs of creatures, lost in time,
Nature’s message in every line.
Once they soared, wild and free,
Now their ghosts are all we see.
In the stillness, hear their call,
A cry for help, for one and all.
This is the sixth wave, nature’s cry,
Vanishing species, a final goodbye.
Great and small, slipping away,
In our hands, their futures lay.
This is the sixth wave, a mournful song,
Countless voices, forever gone.
Witness the end, from seeds we've sown,
The sixth extinction, our fault alone.
Dinosaurs, lost to history’s soil,
Gone forever, no more to toil.
Forests burn and oceans boil,
As we chase the last of oil.
We've walked this path, now it's too late,
Our future's gone, resigned to fate.
The cost is high, the end is near,
We failed to act, now disappear.
This is the sixth wave, nature’s cry,
Vanishing species, a final goodbye.
Great and small, slipping away,
In our hands, their futures lay.
This is the sixth wave, a mournful song,
Countless voices, forever gone.
Witness the end, from seeds we've sown,
The sixth extinction, our fault alone.
This is the sixth wave, nature’s cry,
Vanishing species, a final goodbye.
Great and small, slipping away,
In our hands, their futures lay.
This is the sixth wave, a mournful song,
Countless voices, forever gone.
Witness the end, from seeds we've sown,
The sixth extinction, our fault alone.
As dusk settles, silence remains,
Lives once vibrant, lost in our chains.
The sixth wave, our truth revealed,
By our hands, their fates were sealed.