Dead Sky (Original Version)
the all out war is approaching
harter then ever before
icy silence
it´s the calm before the storm
look to darken skies
hear the sirens
a low level flight
brings the death at night
a black day, a burning night
the last farewell under nuclear light
black birds roaring through the red sky
through the dead sky
fireballs in the air
fleeing people everywhere
on a death march
a road to nowhere
the endless trip
in black and white
life grow pale
I´m dead alive
a black day, a burning night
the last farewell under nuclear light
black birds roaring through the red sky
through the dead sky
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