Из альбома: Clockwork
What if you take a look to the sky in the middle of the night?
And a shining flash turns it into daylight
Stop! your eyes leave their sockets behind
As you think you're going to die
Can't move now you are a thunderstruck
It won't take reprisals
What if you are shivering with cold and suddenly terribly hot?
God's fingers makes way through the clouds
Caught! the wrinkling skin of your hands
Like ashes and dust start to fly
First blisters the whispers alive
Cannot catch tomorrow
Poor devils, for the good of others
Whistling bombs will tear their lives apart
When blast off to genocide
Forced to be part of their plans
With shattered tears in your eyes
Whistling bombs will tear their lives apart
When blast off to genocide
What if each piece of land you used to know is simply crushed?
Like a head explodes against a windscreen
Burnt! the nuclear fire arrives
Destroying with the speed of light
It's here in the blink of an eye
Mass extermination
Poor devils praying low, they cannot stop the holocaust
The science of aggression
Intelligence of evil minds
[Solo: David G