Lyrics Terrordrome - Zyklon

Terrordrome

What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green?
The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay;
a personified Grim Reaper
Leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze
A manmade eclipse, creating a constant defunct totality
Hell on earth, who’s to blame for erasing an entire society?
The crushing shockwave, man’s plutonium implosion
Wounding the surface like a dying prey
Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals
Appearing like deformed burned skeletons
Boiling exhalation, melted glass
Twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees
Portraying man’s ability to annihilate himself
Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time
What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen
A graveyard with not a tombstone standing
An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will
The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again