Sisyphus of the Negev Collapsing Scenery

To make way for a forest
We'll rip up your trees
To give you life
We need to see you bleed
As soon as it stands
We're here to tear it down
We'll bury your village
Grind it into the ground

Out of the rubble
You'll just build it again
Till our bulldozers rumble
Turn it back into sand

We'll circle your graveyard
Once we've pummeled the rest
Pitch your tents over corpses
Yeah, to us, it's a test
Find a way just like always
To crush what you've made
And you'll rebuild from the wreckage
While we sharpen the blade

We can keep doing this
Till one of us blink
And your eyelids are weaker
When you live on the brink
It's our birthright, our privilege
From above, handed down
Plus it's for your own good
You'll love your new town