Текст песни 7th Stage - Дрожь земли

Can you hear the tremors of the earth?
Her body is being torn apart!
Her children despise their mother
sensing the power of power.
The era of consumer front propaganda
in the war against nature, against the home.

Nothing is infinite except human ambition
In matters of benefits for trade coalitions.
Technological progress, holding the key to hell in its fangs, breathes into our faces, we choke on the stench!

Gray city
Gray rivers
The gray color burns through my eyelids!
There is no more silence, there are minutes of silence!
schematic delirium destroys consciousness!
The last dawn will be gray!
With the last breath of a slain planet
The last hero will breathe greedily
With the last hope to break the relationship.