Пісня Robin Trower - Extermination Blues

We stood and watched the storm clouds gather
Watched as mountains turned to sand
We let them steal the future
Did not raise a hand
Not quick enough to anger
Far too slow to understand

We chose to walk away in silence
Was that fear or apathy
The noose began to tighten
Found it hard to breathe
Not quick enough to anger
Extermination guaranteed