Nuclear age again
Forcing errors, miscalculate -
A decimation game
Nuclear age again
Several hundred thousand deformations
Sink down in disbelief
That the meltdowns and the leaks
Are now perceived as historic blips
Call that an option?
In any case it's supreme condescension
Call that an option?
Nuclear age ordains
Weapons in through the front door
To all through the back door
Nuclear age ordains
What is yours cannot be theirs
So divine rights up the stakes
While humanity hopes and cowers
Call that an option?
Whichever way, it's one step from extinction
Call that an option?
Dismantle, disarm now
Rouge superstate will officiate
This cannot be rightfully owned
Dismantle, disarm now
The loftier the tyrant
The greater the joyous pull,
Yearning for Meggido