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)

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