Radiation Cloud - Sadistik Forest

It’s like a funeral procession for the world —

It’s a saddest note you will play, you will ever hear

With skinned hands you’re praying now — praying relief

On bleeding knees you’re crawling down

Cound it be that men of cloth are fearing the most?

Could it be that they’ve been preaching a hoax?

And like a thousand suns it comes

Final dawn lights up the sky

Winds carry the harbinger

Of man’s doom!

It’s like a funeral procession for the world —

It’s a saddest note you will play, you will ever hear

With a mouth gaped, frozen now into a scream

With a world raped, burning now

Could it be that men of cloth are fearing the most?

Couldit be that they’ve been preaching a hoax?

And like a thousand suns it comes

Final dawn lights up the sky

Winds carry the harbinger

Of man’s doom:

Radiation cloud