in 1987 they build a new machine to conquer our future, to face things never seen curious of new weapons with more power to destroy ready for the wars with their exciting dangerous toy flickering lights in the dark indicating ignition energy runs through the circuits to start the transmission land of ice in 1999 they find their destination but reality on the screens destroys their fascination ruins and debris neither life nor the spore a desert of ice with all the signs of nuclear war only the wind is breaking the threatening silence sensors show no human beings are living here now but there are shadows moving around the vessel more and more disfigured creatures gathering, scratching claws on the door the choir of the damned built of thousands of rough throats "you are the humans of the past, who blasted our hopes" may you come to see desolate world you created now you can take back a message to spread in your time tell'em what happens if they will continue this madness stop building bombs which are able to change the world into the land of ice