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Piercing subsequent layers of the atmosphere

we pass wreckage of gunships

and their crews, outside in Zero-G

with broken will and torn space suits

Nuke them from the orbit

We must make sure entire site is burned

Nuke them from the orbit

Your cities will fall, and your children will burn

We are almost there, we reach the drop site

rise of the fissile of hell

Warheads hit the designated targets

we become Death, the destroyers of worlds

Nuke them from the orbit

We must make sure entire site is burned

Nuke them from the orbit

Your cities will fall, and your children will burn

And a fiery flood swept the globe

even steel and concrete howled in pain

and people turned into pillars of salt

no one wins except the death