There is a land where life abounds
And happiness reigns supreme.
Its majestic peaks are topped with snow
Its fertile valleys are lush and green.
The rivers here -- crystal clear
Like something from a dream.
All the creations, big and small
Live in perfect harmony.
This is Servion.

There is a place where death is king
And of joy it is bare.
Dirty, smelly, staunch pollution
is in the soil, water, and air.
The creatures all are mean and selfish,
For others they do not care.
Murder, rape, starvation, and theft
All run rampant there.
This, too, is Servion.

You may not understand how this can be
That these two are the same.
It will become all too clear
When you see its other name.
Earth is Servion.

JNG '95