| «Here they lie, the human race
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| They fucked themselves, and laid Earth waste»
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| Blind to the fact that the bomb was coming down
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| Their sanity was sold for a beggar’s hand-out
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| What they got is what they made
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| And the final act of this tragedy ends with pain
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| So drunk with power, they sit laughing at ground zero
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| One more drink, push a button, and let the fuckers go
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| It’s a drama, it’s a game, and lastly, it’s a joke
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| What’s left for the ones who never had a chance to know
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| That the powers inside are driven with the lust to fight
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| So they hand us their lies, and say it’s gonna be alright
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| But the truth to it is, they tax us just to kill ourselves
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| And our very own bombs will blow us all to hell
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| Reckless, our neglect multiplies
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| Children of a cold war left behind
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| Come and see the doctor, Strangelove is here
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| No other superpower, nothing to fear
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| Who needs a fucking treaty, when we have guns
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| Fuck the little countries, lets have some fun
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| Thinking back to where we came from
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| We can see how far we’ve come
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| But the price of our intentions
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| Burns us like the heat on the surface of the sun
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| Who can know what foul intentions
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| Start inside the human mind?
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| For only the proud human being
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| Could conjure up a plan to obliterate his kind
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| The flash of light was quick to blind me
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| Much like the lies they told me before
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| So naive, we thought it was all over
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| But history returns with another world war |