Из альбома: My Hope Is in You
a gentle breeze refreshes the hot summer air,
lets rustle leaves and tousle hair
but the wind brings the dread,
the invisible horror
soon all life will be dead,
nightmare of terror
unsuspecting population,
suspense rules and sorrow
times of infection
and atrocity will follow
cause of the bad scenery
is some escaped radioactivity
released by an accident
in a nuclear power station,
or escaped by
atomic waste transportation,
the cloud of torment
covers the wholy nation
all percautions useless,
every warning too late;
attempts of cover up fruitless,
too big is the fate
no more day without pain,
radiation comes with every blast;
no more walking in the rain,
normal life is past
chaos - helplessness
flight - emptiness
contamination - illness
torture - death
again it blows a breath of air,
no rustling leaves, no tousling hair
(radiation everywhere)