2053 Songtext / Lyric

Man-made stars on Earth

Turn solid matter to dust

It threats power of gods to men

Men of only political integrity

Only an uneasy imbalance remains

Between truce and mass eradication

For now our balance is sustained

By mere threads of circumstance

Let them ignite

Bring to our knees

Will cease to be

Kill what they see

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Will the next one bring us to our knees?

Will the next one help us cease to be?

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We play with the heat of the Sun

We toy with the fire like a curious child

Curiosity that has built so much

Has built a means to destroy it all

The cold stand off has worn at the trigger

Stand down and fall

Instigators who lie in waiting

Of that all nations can be sure

We play with the heat of the Sun

Turn solid matter to dust