It's like a funeral procession for the world
It's a saddest note you will play, you will ever hear
With skinned hands you're praying now, praying relief
On bleeding knees you're crawling down
Cound it be that men of cloth are fearing the most?
Could it be that they've been preaching a hoax?
It's a saddest note you will play, you will ever hear
With skinned hands you're praying now, praying relief
On bleeding knees you're crawling down
Cound it be that men of cloth are fearing the most?
Could it be that they've been preaching a hoax?
And like a thousand suns it comes
Final dawn lights up the sky
Winds carry the harbinger
Of man's doom!
It's like a funeral procession for the world -
It's a saddest note you will play, you will ever hear
With a mouth gaped, frozen now into a scream
With a world raped, burning now
Could it be that men of cloth are fearing the most?
Couldit be that they've been preaching a hoax?
And like a thousand suns it comes
Final dawn lights up the sky
Winds carry the harbinger
Of man's doom
Radiation cloud
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