Cracking your skin, the sun fiercely blows at you,
Burning the ground, leaving black stains---
You have seen the dawn of a nuclear war,
and you have heard the far-echoed cries for peace…
A rebellious, pernicious generation stood their foot,
and because of them there's no sky,
there are blazing thunderbolts all around,
and the earth begins freezing up.
The mighty swerving roar of destruction
still echoes in your ears, -boom!-
You aren't alive, but lying on a shining ground,
the roads of future fringes of shining glass,
No grass was on earth, all extinct by mortals.
It is your soul pouring out those thoughts,
these dreadful nightmares which came alive
sending Death's word.
A river of magma flows besides you,
as the ground erupts and rumbles,
And the stars stop singing
Whilst the clouds dive down on earth,
and the birds all fall.
Gone are the cerulean skies,
gone are the shameful mortals,
And finally gone is planet Earth.