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Armor of welded scrap metal in the heat

Acrid smoke fills the air, sun burns the concrete

Radiation poisons the scalding crimson air

Earth’s deathbed from the nuclear flare

I’m gonna do what I must to survive

I’m gonna use who I must to stay alive

Until I take my final breath

They will face my demand for death

I walk the blood-washed highway with a rifle in my hand

I trust no one in this destroyed land

No questions asked, I shoot first

I spill blood to quench my thirst

I’m gonna take what I must to survive

I’m gonna kill who I must to stay alive

If I’m the cause of their final breath

They will fall to my demand, my demand for death