Retrogression

We've reached the turning point
We had to chose from live and death
The latter is easy to activate
Going on feeding flames - soon
We'll be burned down by our self - interest

Streets of mutants, cannibalistic bulls
The end of civilization, but no chance to begin new
It's the nature's repose - and death
But now all's be quiet and no one could change this

Retrogression
Retrogression