The cloud is thinning
City has been blasted
World War Three
Three hours was all it lasted
I'm the Survivor
I don't know why I didn't die
Winds like fire
Burning my flesh
We have achieved
Assembly line death
Missiles in the sky
Crimson streaks
Horizon of
Concrete peaks
I'm the Survivor
I don't know why I didn't die
Clotheless bodies
Lie in heaps
Burning flesh
Smells like meat