The dance of the swaying trees
In the holocaust winds
The morning song of the swans
Their wings covered with oil
The flowers that used to grow
Has withered into toxic mud
The rain that pounds to the ground
Are angels tears for our world who died
The snow falls silent from the clouds
The nuclear winter has arrived
Humanity lies sunbathing in cancer rays
Just like children lying rotten in the street
Through the grace of
Hell A voyage through a desert landscape
Through the grace of
Hell The shreds of mankind
Through the grace of
Hell A planet of death
Through the grace of
Hell Pure satanic holocaust
Welcome to the dead zoo
The museum of time
Behold the rise of the sulphur desert
The dance of the swaying trees
In the holocaust winds
The morning song of the swans
Their wings covered with oil
The flowers that used to grow
Has withered into toxic mud
The rain that pounds to the ground
Are angels tears for our world who died
The snow falls silent from the clouds
The nuclear winter has arrived
Humanity lies sunbathing in cancer rays
Just like children lying rotten in the street
Through the grace of
Hell A voyage through a desert landscape
Through the grace of
Hell The shreds of mankind
Through the grace of
Hell A planet of death
Through the grace of
Hell Pure satanic holocaust
Welcome to the dead zoo
The museum of time
Behold the rise of the sulphur desert