| The war is over
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| The crypt we now taste
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| In the late 1900's, there is no human race
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| We split the planet with atomic birth
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| Man has died
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| We seal the urn.
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| Negotiations are over
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| Troops are marching to their doom
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| All that I see is a nightmare
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| The smoke is blotting out the moon
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| No, God please stop this bloody slaughter
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| We are off the beaten track
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| All the masses are rebelling
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| To withstand the dark attack
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| Will we make it back beyond the black?
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| Tanks are rolling in millions
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| See them come, and now they’re gone
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| All the mountains are blackened
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| They said it came from just one bomb
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| No God please stop this bloody slaughter
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| Let it all repeat -- attack
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| All the masses are rebelling
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| To withstand the dark attack
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| Will we make it back beyond the black?
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| Will we make it back beyond?
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| Out of the crypt with faces marred
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| Seems the night has won
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| We unite as one
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| No more weapons, no more guns
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| Look out!
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| Food supplies are worth more than gold
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| Turn the young into old
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| With blinded eyes we count the cost
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| Of everything that we lost
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| Look out!
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| Watch out!
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| Beyond the black |