Asleep down in the ground, charged with death and fire Ready to be launched for the pleasure of mighty liars 1945, the date of their first Holocaust Does anybody know when will be their last?
In this crazy age for their satisfaction All the Mighty want is quarrel and destruction To unleash the Apocalypse all we need is a command Just one fuckin' word and we'll be fuckin' done
Now the keys are turned and the buttons pressed And the rockets light up with a blinding flash Now that they are launched the shells cut through the sky To their destination they fly out of sight
Lights up a second Sun in the sky from the shell With a deafening thunder opens the gate to Hell A hundred thousand degrees of heat break through the air The mushroom cloud rises to the sky and the ground shakes
Buildings do collapse and steel deforms and melts You don't even realise your body evaporates If you're close enough your shadow's stamped on the ground If you're far away, Inferno has just begun
Your skin and hair burn, your flesh rips and lacerates Your blood boils, your eyes melt, you die going insane A second thunder starts a heavy thick black rain Cleansed and purified, yet hostile for ages to come the landTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
