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
