text: Howl at the moon
  Just think of 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 our own
  So it seems in the end
  Is this what were all living for today?
  The world that we created
  You know that everyday a helpless child is born
  Who needs some loving care inside a happy home
  Somewhere a wealthy man, sitting on his throne
  Waiting for life to go by
  Ohh!
  Is this the world we created?
  We made it on our own
  Is this the world we devastated?
  Right to the bone
  If theres a God, up in the sky looking down
  What must he think of what weve done
  To the world that He created?