A city in fear, part 2

The gardeners are anxiously whispering:
The ivy whispers in the dark
Something is brewing
They should gather all over Europe!
Clans have formed
There were also big meetings
Centipedes were there:
Tentacles to tank tracks
Large-leaved Irish ivy
Eighteen thirty-eight discovered
It's brave, a good climber
20 metres upwards – respect!
There are geniuses among the Irish:
‘Future Crawler-Chains’
Discussion with centipedes
It's got potential, we bet
Europe is now fearful
We ivy people are registering this closely
Language from dark times
And cowardice plus kowtowing!
The Italians‘ suggestion is
ho ho, simply ingenious
Sweetening our poisonous leaves
With candy colours quite brutally
The Germans are retooling
Tentacles on crawler chain
The French are observing:
’Ivyans! Save Europe"
[chorus]
Nature completely rebellious
Heat, cold, famine
‘Apocalypse’ the people scream
We'll all be dead soon.