World is lie.
World must die.
Reality — the end of World is real.
Insanity — it’s closer than you feel…
Body of the Earth is dried.
Mentally diseased mankind has made it die.
So why? Why are they killing the air?
Acid rains, oh fuck, but they never care…
Money is turning into the end in itself…
Nuclear piles are burning —
Humanity kills itself…
Body of the Earth is dried.
Mentally diseased mankind has made it die.
Tendency of suiside is going
Round around around around around around around this Earth
Like fatality
Is going round the man, around the man begining from birth.
Her veins are cut and blood is gushing —
Her veins are cut like mine my friend.
The world is lie, it — it is performance
But theatre is closing, yes, it’s the end.
The End.