Zyklon Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Terrordrome Lyrics

What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green?. 

 The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, 

 leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, 

 a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. 

 Hell on earth, who`s to blame for erasing an entire society?

 

 The crushing shockwave, man`s plutonium implosion, 

 wounding the surface like a dying prey. 

 Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, 

 appearing like deformed burned skeletons. 

 Boiling exhalation, melted glass, 

 twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, 

 portraying man`s ability to annihilate himself. 

 Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time.

 

 What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. 

 A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. 

 An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. 

 The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again.