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In the middle of a war that was not started by me, deep depression of the nuclear remains

I've never thought of, I've never thought about  this happening to me

Proliferations of ignorance, orders that stand to destroy

Battlefields and slaughter , now they mean my home and my work

Who has won?

Who has died?

Beneath the remains

Cities in ruins, bodies packed on minefields

Neurotic game of life and death

Now I can feel the end , premonition about my final hour

A sad image of everything, everything's so real

Who has won?

Who has died?

Everything happened so quickly

I felt I was about to leave hell

I'll fight for myself, for you

But so what?

To feel a deep hate, to feel scared

But beyond that, to wish being at an end

Clotted blood, mass mutilation

Hope for the future is only utopia

Mortality, insanity, fatality

You'll never want to feel what I've felt

Mediocrity, brutality and falsity

It's just a world against me

Cities in ruins, bodies packed on minefields

Neurotic game of life and death

Now I can feel the end, premonition about my final hour

A sad image of everything, everything's so real

Who has won?

Who has died?

Beneath the remains