The first strike destroyed the nearby nuclear plant
So quickly there were only fires and dust remaining
We knew better and yet like boys still played army
In a nuclear war, no side can ever win
With the burning and irraditation, a dying land
Acid rains falls, and tears of children raining
No closure to be had, no hope, not hardly
Burning cities, dead corpses of the innocent
In the end there will only be dust and sand
No talking heads, none losing, none gaining
The black smoke falls like snow, now is the harvest
“In our new age of terrifying, lethal gadgets, which
supplanted so swiftly the old one, the first great aggressive
war, if it should come, will be launched by suicidal little
madmen pressing an electronic button. Such a war will
not last long and none will ever follow it. There will be
no conquerors and no conquests, but only the charred
bones of the dead on and uninhabited planet.”
