1,2,3,4..Annihilation Knocking On Our Door
It is a number's game
to count the incoming WMD'S
Looking up,upon..the clear blue sky
Clearly with a thought:AM I THE NEXT ONE TO SURELY DIE??
"intelligence" hand over the button in every port
DON'T PRESS IT NOW BEFORE IT'S TOO LATE TO ABORT
The "Cold War" clock,of the big hand counting down
If a nuke should fall from the air..How will I be able to get around?
Monitors cannot fully detect nor Defence webs that could completely net
300 in one go as detonation commences,a sign of early winter snow
Faith is in our children's hand
Put their portrait up all over the Internet Land
I don't mind the DYING as much as the endless LYING
Cease it today before Paradise is just a Mushroom Cloud away!!
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