Under the green shining Of hundred thousands reactors Acid rains wash off Remains of flesh Baring to bone Pulsating nerves of a Body continuing life Incinerating by a blind radiation Doomed and immovable But existing in agony Raking up uranium by hands Stuffing it into throats Disintegrate and dissolve Burn down irrevocably In a frenzying pain Devouring nuclear mushroom blasts Reveling in industrial drain gutter’s water Dying for life And born for torments All life under a number 234 Living fuel of infernal machine