What the hell are we doing with us?
Drinking the spirit, using the drugs
We shorten the way that leads us to hell;
We burn from the inside, we're killing ourselves.

I know some day the moment will come
When none will be able to see light of sun,
When people, like worms, will live under ground,
Eating own shit, pissing around.

People will kill not for pleasure as now,
They'll kill just for using dead body somehow;
Dead body as toy, dead body as meat...
We will destroy all we have built.

The world of the ruins, the world of decay,
Where men live in fog, having no names.
Decline of the mankind, no chance to escape.
Ape has become human, man will become ape.