Nuclear missles raining from the sky Innocent people destined to fry Goodbye world hello space This is where God greets us face to face
I'm so troubled by what I see In this so called democracy Are you scared just like me
Submarines beneath the sea Probing, searching the enemy Radar beacons sighted high Plotting targets of those to die
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