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The last men are falling

In the wake of the storm

These hearty and helpless

Those weary and worn

The Wasteland is hopeless

Even the strong won’t survive

They are wandering nowhere

Just waiting to die

The earth is cold and silent

It’s frozen in a the rain

Nuclear winter clutches

Our legacy in shame

Thermonuclear funeral

We are just a memory

Radioactive are the graves

A site that nobody can see

There air is silent and still

Nobody to light the funeral pyres

Frozen in this nuclear blizzard

The memory of the race of man