Procreational Ill Lyrics

Insense Procreational Ill

It's not about thrusting forward
It's a sad truth
Ruined by the human stain
Like a planet-sized degrading facial
We're now a scourge
The goal must be to restrict the urge

It's another mistake
That we cannot escape
When survival is paramount
Nothing is sacred
Sowing seeds in barren earth
A hollow grin
A cancerous wish that grows within
It won't add up
Do the numbers
We've already lost
Choosing life whatever the cost

It's another mistake
That we cannot escape
Survival is paramount
Nothing is sacred

Choosing life whatever thе cause
This viral plague
A tragic highlight
To a million years
Evolution has no dominion hеre

It's another mistake
That we cannot escape
Survival is paramount
Nothing is sacred