When I of what our world Is to become, I get scared Cause every state in east and Has got weapons to kill all of us
They're selling nuclear To developing countries, so that part of our Modern hell, the age The of our century
These are the of our fear Show us the end of it is These are the echoes of our But let us end curse at last
Some in the industries They're statesmen, yes, indeed getting rich while they're selling death Now, don't you think too irresponsible?
In these days you've about Reduction of the armament And this we have all won So go on guys and hold this
No one when they say That they control what they've made Laughing in the of death
These are the symbols of our Show us the end of it is are the echoes of our past But let us end this curse at
These are the symbols of our Show us the end of it is Damn you, who the fires of hate For rich, soon it's too late
These are the of our fear us the end of it is near These are the echoes of our But let us end this curse at
When I of what our world Is to become, I get scared Cause every state in and west Has got enough weapons to all of us
selling nuclear material To countries, so that they're part of our hell, the atomic age The of our century
are the symbols of our fear Show us the end of it is Now that the step has been taken