Nuclear, atomic flash glides in the sky.
Indestructible gash lets us soon die.
A man who plays the boss, is just a man.
His winning is our loss, he is his fan.

No one dies alone!
The damn dictator ascend his throne of death!

Red army, 12 o’ clock , armed with AK’s.
We’ll fight with stones and rocks, ‘til the last day!
The peace is a great lie and wasted time.
So take your final breath, troop into death!

Oh God!
Am I the scapegoat?
Son, you oughtn’t ask me now!

Troop into death.