Lyrics:

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.
Zyklon Terrordrome