The wind The war I'm burning out Is this the end The bombs are raining hell I see the real me Floating out to space Blown to bits Where's the human race Slave Well it's immortal right But I'll give it a try As they fly through the air Doubters beware My home Below A blissful place Stuck in this silo I live alone Make the best of what i own Trusty Gold key Ready to kindle the globe Please lay these arms to rest My will is running low Slave Well it's immortal right But I gave it a try While the faces stare At the hideous glare Better turn and run I've unleashed the sun You say you wanted it done I'm the man to count on I'm in the hole for life These subtle words fit right Lord knows man needs a vice On my knees in pain
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