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1. The height of cold war

The Soviets crossed Panj.

The Yankies' wargames

Teasing the bear.

"Queen Of Sky" is doomed

Cruel plan or mistake?

The work is done by

Machine of war...

Chorus 1:

Don't you fear

While we are living.

Oh, we run from fate.

Being victims

Of the endless hate.

No escape, no hope,

No meaning

All alone, it's time to realize,

You're not coming home,

Not coming home!

2. They shift the blame

Some still think - it's rot.

Who here is guilty,

A token coin...

But we all know

To blame is no one.

But guilt remains

For everyone.

Chorus

3. From wrathful skies

Once fire, then manna.

No matter - non-belief or

Your faith...

This game - is just apart

Of wicked system...

This is the key to see

Our hate...

Chorus