Civilization in imminent danger, collapsed and squashed humanity, bleeding in already undone altars. Burning, already consumed, in honor to the new evolution, it's perceived the smell of the primary rotten spirit. Hope is completely finished, put in the rachitic foundations that ennobled the great deep thinkers. The soul of that era hangs next to the bonfire. Endless and sadistic holocaust. The putrid and infected blood runs through the veins of those who were revealed. It's listened how the swarm makes sounds its arms claiming war. Earth complains realizing how they enslave and exterminate the primary life. Time becomes extinct and with it our existence. Big cities are consumed in immense columns of fire, causing that sun eclipses in that pollution. The infection expands exponentially. Need to explore new forms of bacteriological combat when the primary age is darkened. Small advances decimate little by little the disease. Tests with biomechanoides throw good results, giving course for a new hope. Clones of us who go beyond our skills, contribute new light in the combat. The uncertainty floods thoughts when it's seen an uncertain genetic future.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
