Son, look at the grey sky
Son, look at the many people dying
Before the great light of the atom
Waiting for the last hour of your planet

Elder, for the sky is grey now
Because the air is not breathable
Because the men are cemented
The atoms & the technology science
Are used to burn and kill

Human stupidity
And little minds
Change the ideals
Like the wind

Using steel and blood
Studying the anatomy of the machine
Trying to shoot to the moon
The death running’ s wave

Look elder, the sun doesn’ t rise,
The whole horizon is dark
Is this the end of the world?
Is this the end of humanity?
Tell me, elder

Goodbye knowledge master of mind
All the good men are dead now
Humanity will disappear in a while
The nuclear wind will blow

Elder, which are our mistakes?
Time of remorse is death
Now we wait for the end’ s bell
Now we wait foe the horn of justice