When I think of what our Is to become, I get really Cause every state in and west Has got weapons to kill all of us
selling nuclear material To countries, so that they're part of our hell, the atomic age The pestilence of our
These are the of our fear us the end of it is near These are the of our past But let us end this at last
people in the industries They're faithful statesmen, yes, They're rich while they're selling death Now, you think that's too irresponsible?
In days you've talked about of the armament race And this we have all won So go on guys and this line
No one believes they say That they could control what they've Laughing in the of death
These are the of our fear us the end of it is near These are the of our past But let us end curse at last
are the symbols of our fear Show us the end of it is Damn you, who the fires of hate For gettin' rich, it's too late
These are the of our fear Show us the end of it is are the echoes of our past But let us end curse at last
When I think of what our Is to become, I get scared Cause state in east and west Has got enough weapons to all of us
They're nuclear material To developing countries, so that they're of our hell, the atomic age The of our century
These are the symbols of our us the end of it is near Now that the first step has taken