“We Are Not Separate” by Kamelot, Album: Dominion (1996)

LAUNCH THE SILVER SPEAR
THE WORLD WILL CRY A TEAR
IN THE HEAVENS WILL APPEAR ANOTHER ANGEL

HEAR THE ELDERS CRY
WAITING FOR THEIR TIME
AS THEY LOOK TOWARDS THE HEAVENS
WHY WON'T THEY ANSWER?

WE ARE PLAYING WITH NATURE
SPLITTING THE ATOM
CONFUSING RELIGIONS
KILLING THE MASSES

WE ARE NOT SEPARATE FROM WHAT WE DESTROY
TIME HAS COME FOR US TO MAKE THE ONLY CHOICE
WE ARE NOT SEPARATE FROM WHAT WE DESTROY
TIME HAS COME FOR US TO MAKE THE ONLY CHOICE

WE RAPE FOR OUR POWER
NOT CARING FOR LIFE
WE TARNISH OUR WATERS
'TIL THEY ARE AS BLACK AS NIGHT

WE VISUALIZE THE FUTURE
WITH THE EYES OF THE BLIND
WE HEAR NATURE CALLING
BUT WE STILL DENY

WE ARE NOT SEPARATE FROM WHAT WE DESTROY
TIME HAS COME FOR US TO MAKE THE ONLY CHOICE

Another song accusation of the hostile human attitude towards environment and the realization of our unity with nature.

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Genocide (The Killing of the Buffalo) by Thin Lizzy, album: Chinatown (1980)

When they try to tell you knowledge is a dangerous thing
"It's such a dangerous thing"
The people that have it are the people that sin
And the people that need it are the people that can never win
"They can never win"
Let me get you out of here Little Broken Wing

There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't kindly to the killing of the buffalo

When they tear up all the treaties and break up all the plans
"They break up all the plans"
Did you do your duty and kill on command?
Did you know the redman used to roam this land?
"He used to roam this land"
Now the souls of lost warriors blow across the sands

People round here they get it right
People round here we like to sleep at night
There are people round here that go slow
People round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo, oh no

So listen to my story and listen to it well
"You better listen well"
Listen to the glory of the gory details of the tale I tell
Did you know the redman very well?
"I used to know him well"
Did you know the hunting ground before it became a hell?

There are people round here that are right
There are people round here that like to sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

The killing of the buffala-o
The killing of the buffala-o

So listen to my story of Genocide
How they were hunted and slaughtered till there was no place left to hide
Did you know the redman used to hold his head with pride?
Till every man, woman and child were destroyed

There are people round here that get it right
There are people round here that couldn't sleep at night
There are people round here I don't know
There are people round here that don't take kindly to the killing of the buffalo

There are people round here that understand
There are people round here that couldn't give a damn
There are people round here that go slow
There are people round here that don't take too kindly to the killing of the buffalo

A song that refers to the mass genocide of Buffalos in USA during the last decades of 19th century. We read in everything2.com

Two things led to the near extinction of the American buffalo or bison. The first threat to them came when the Indians began hunting on horseback, instead of following the migratory hordes and killing them on foot. But this was still of small account compared to the wholesale slaughter that went on when American colonists set out to exterminate the buffalo in order to deprive the hostile Indians of their primary source of food.

This began in the 1870s and became known as the Great Buffalo Massacre. Sadly, this was so successful that by 1889, a population of some 75 million buffaloes was reduced to a mere 540, a horrendous situation that led to the prairies being littered with the bones of the slaughtered buffalo. By the turn of the century, these few pitiful survivors were reduced to a mere few dozen.

Almost before it was too late, Congress realised the enormity of the crime that had been committed in the name of progress. In 1902, 50,000 dollars were set aside for the protection of the country's last herd in the Yellowstone National Park. Since then the buffalo have thrived.

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"The Last Apache" by Bolland & Bolland (1976)

He was just a boy
They called him Rising Sun
He grew up proud and strong

Sound of ancient songs
Ringing in his ears
For so many years

Now he's grown a man
The music dies
Just hear the sound of battlefights

Hear the shooting guns
The soldiers rise
The Indian run

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

Hear the distant drums
Fighting their last fight
It ended overnight

Gave his life in vain
Rising Sun
Won't shine again

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

Once the Indians were free
To live in their own country
Then came the white man
He took away their land
And only one of them survived
He is the last Apache

Ride on, Indian soldier
You want to be free
Give him back his country
He's the last Apache
The last Apache

The last Apache

A song about the destruction of Indian societies, culture and los of their land

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“Mother Earth” by Avalanch, album “Mother Earth” (2005)

Suffering she bears, yet tender remains
Soul of woman, with wisdom and grace
Willow tree that weeps, sad but not unloved
Cruelest winds of age,
working their worst where she stands
So much baggage, so much guilt
and the past seems so distant
I forgot how selfless you brought me life
And into your world
And of all the things I could sing of,
cannot express what’s inside of me
The heart of your son is not so cold
It’s never forgotten your love

Hold on mother earth
Now it’s my turn to tend to your needs
Now I comprehend
All the things I hold dear, you gave to me
Hold on mother earth
To see your beautiful face smiling at me
Hold on mother earth
I want to give back your love,
but I don’t know how
Hold on mother earth

Patiently she waits, just watching the sea
A message in a bottle sailing on the tide
Her weather-beaten face,
hides her waning faith
Everything to lose, everything to gain
Take my hand and feel my love
I will heal your wounds
and make dry your tears
And of all the things I could sing of,
cannot express what’s inside of me…
The heart of your son is not so cold,
it has not forgotten your love

Hold on mother earth
Now it’s my turn to tend to your needs
Now I comprehend
All the things I hold dear, you gave to me
Hold on mother earth
To see your beautiful face smiling at me
Hold on mother earth
I want to give back your love,
but I don’t know how
Hold on mother earth
Hold on mother earth

Now it’s my turn to tend to your needs
Now I comprehend
All the things I hold dear, you gave to me
Hold on mother earth
To see your beautiful face smiling at me
Hold on mother earth
I want to give back your love,
Please tell me how
Hold on mother earth

[ in Arabic, sung by Jbara: ]
Mother Earth, I give you my soul, my love, my respect, my whole life. You are life, you are our mother, you are respect.

[ in Portuguese, sung by Andre Matos: ]
Mother Earth that sings and sings, life brings and gives, Mother Earth that sings and sings, immortal life and time.

A melodic song about the suffering of Mother Earth.

You can hear this song in english and in its original version in spanish in youtube

"Scavenger" by Wumpscut, album "Bone Peeler" (2004)

you were always on this earth
you're not guilty you're not birth
mother nature gave you life
mother nature keeps you alive

scavanger

mother nature takes your life
mother nature keeps you alive
you were always on this earth
you're not guilty you’re not birth

an obscured song about our role in earth. We think that artist considers humans and any form of life as an eternal unity-entity that simply changes forms through the ages, maybe close to Gaia concept.

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"Theatric Symbolization Of Life" by Agathocles (1992)

Mutilated Regurgitator

There is an animal
With mutilated guts
Caused by vivisection
But now escaped and MAD

And this animal
It is coming back
To crush all companies
Which support such acts


The Accident

It was August '87
And the butchers were working
In the bloody slaughterhouse
They killed so many animals
To satisfy your lusts
Some vegans want revenge
I think we know so
Well, what do you think of this?
The wife of the butcher
She suddenly pushed out
And this meant her death
'Coz she got impaled on a fleshhookk

The hook grinded her throat
And then it found its way
Thru her mouth, to the brains
Oh god, she bled to death

Well ya vegans
Are you satisfied now?
Not that we are against you
'Coz we are vegeterians
But some of you vegans
Think they are more than us
That attitude sucks
Why do you ignore people
Who chose to eat meat
That's their choice
Some of them do care about animals
Doesn't that count anymore?


Forced Pollution

Produced poison
That's in the air
We breathe
So it's in our blood

Maggots'll bite
Our guts to shreds
We are sure that
Death shall rise

Forced pollution
Punishment of mankind
Forced pollution
Until death do us part

One by one
Our bowels burst
And our body
Will be filled with pus

No-one can help
'Coz we are rotting
And that's our fault
So enjoy the decay


Consuming Endoderme Pus

Animal slaughter, it continues all the time
The meat-industry is growing
But I'll tell you, what I'll do you to you
You, ignorant consumers!!

I'll undo you from your skull
Consume yer endoderme pus
I'll eat the maggots meal
By chewing on your corpse

I'll tear open yer thorax
Wind up yer innards
To feed my hungry stomach
And to stop yer filthy greed


Songs by Agathocles about pollution, torture and maltreatment of animals in experiments, abattoirs in a consuming meat society. We think that the major problem is the industrialization of stockbreeding where they breed animals in very bad conditions and used them as "res" and not respect them as living creatures. If animals live happy lives as their biological structure imposes, and if we eat meet not as a basic but as a supplementary food, there'll be no such an immoral attitude towards animal lives. Humans eat meat through the ages from primitive times up today, also primates eat not only fruits and roots, but also small mammals, reptiles, etc. The respect of the victim we use as food is what is lost, its eternal torture as "res" not its suden death after a happy anomal life.

As we notify in older posts, the vivisection is a completely useless practice, non-scientific and sometimes dangerous when extrapolating conclusions to humans. For more details follow the next links:
Doctors and Lawyers for Responsible Medicine
ANIMAL EXPERIMENTATION: THE MEDICO-LEGAL ALIBI

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"Gaia" by Tiamat, Album: Wildhoney (1994)

A new serum eradicates the illness
An old man rises from his wheelchair
When suffering unknown attacks the painless
And common animals are becoming rare

As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown

If the earth is dying of a growing thirst
Rain shall fall on dried out soil
And every kind of bud shall burst
A sough of relief to insects - turmoil

As water spins in circles twice
Spiders, snakes and the little mice
Get twisted around and tumble down
When Nature calls we all shall drown

A realization of the power of Nature, a paganistic perception of natute when humans have no technological power and materialistic perceptions of nature. If we keep on living under such perceptions probably we won't reach to this point of selfdestruction. A personification of nature as powerfull Mother Gaia was an effective factor of selfrestriction to the human power and arrogance in the past. On the contrary, a disenchanted and reduced to material perception of nature has led to the predatory and non sustainable exploitation that thrreatens us all with pollution and climate changing. Reason was not always the better consultant per se!

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"Sacrament Of Wilderness" by Nightwish, album: Oceanborn (1998)

Naked in midwinter magic
Lies an angel in the snow
- The frozen figure crossed by tracks of wolves
An encounter, symbolic, yet truthful
With a hungry choir of woods
An agreement immemorial to be born

Dulcet elvenharps from a dryad forest
Accompany all charming tunes
of a sacrament by a campfire
A promise between the tameless
and the one with a tool
Tonight the journey from cave begins

I want to hunt with the tameless
I want to learn the wisdom of mountains afar
we will honor the angel in the snow
We will make the streams for our children flow

Wrapped in furs beneath the northern lights
From my cave I watch the land untamed
And wonder if some becoming season
will make the angel melt in shame

A visionary represantation of nature and wildereness in the past. In the end there is anxiety about the future of this natural balance that make the angel of nature melt in shame

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"Fortunate Son" by Creedence Clearwater Revival, album: Willy and the Poor Boys (1969)

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,

Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.

It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no,

A classic antiwar song against Vietnam war. We read in wikipedia about this song:

The song was inspired by David Eisenhower, the grandson of President
Dwight David Eisenhower who married Julie Nixon, the daughter of
President Richard Nixon in 1968 (Eisenhower later enlisted in the Navy
Reserve).John Fogerty told Rolling Stone: "Julie Nixon was hanging
around with David Eisenhower, and you just had the feeling that none
of these people were going to be involved with the war. In 1969, the
majority of the country thought morale was great among the troops, and
like eighty percent of them were in favor of the war. But to some of
us who were watching closely, we just knew we were headed for trouble."

This song was popular during the Vietnam War and is included in
several Vietnam films and computer games. The song symbolizes the
thoughts of a man who is being drafted. This spoke out against the war
in Vietnam. It is sung from the perspective of one of these men (who
is not the son of a Senator, millionaire, or military leader, thus not
a "fortunate son"), who ends up fighting in the Vietnam War.

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El Condor Pasa (If I could) by Simon/Garfunkel, Album: Bridge Over Troubled Water (1970)

I'd rather be a sparrow than a snail
Yes i would, if i could, i surely would
I'd rather be a hammer than a nail
Yes i would, if i only could, i surely would

Away, i'd rather sail away
Like a swan that's here and gone
A man gets tied up to the ground
He gives the world its saddest sound
Its saddest sound

I'd rather be a forest than a street
Yes i would, if i could, i surely would
I'd rather feel the earth beneath my feet
Yes i would, if i only could, i surely would

A song, not directly environmental, but singer's wishes seems to be inspired by the monotonous urban environment he lives and his feelings to escape away from the everyday routine he is forced to live in. Especially the verse "I'd rather be a forest than a street" shows the huge difference of an environment full of life and variation in contrast with the monotonous paved street full of cars and pollution.

The song was an old traditional peruvian song and the artists took the music and put their completely different lyrics. They faced some foolish problems with copyright, because someone else, many decades before, has re-written the music of the song in the version Simon-Garfunkel heard it for the first time, and his descendants went them to court.

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