Look what's become of you; lost for days beneath the scorching sun, without water you'll never last, but we'll wait... Now we sense you're almost dead
Tulkojums: Nuclear Death. Liju Ēdināšana.
of evolution's rise The feeding frenzy of the uncivilized The paparazzi parasites and the vultures can't stop feeding This is the face of our vanity The tabloid death
, The nuclear Father will govern with his shepherd's crook, Drawing his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us who stand out
is no more, The nuclear Father will govern with his shepherd's crook, Drawing his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of us
God is no more, The nuclear Father will govern with his shepherd's crook, Drawing his flock closer to the valley of the shadow of death. * Those of
