Screams of pain and despair Arise after the big shining Radiant clouds are around Nights and days don't have meaning Corpses crowded together waiting for the time to be cremated Foundlings in the violent sun that destroys And rots the lifeless flesh The infectious smell of corpses among trash and shit spreads Making noise as it bleeds though the mask causing agony and despair No we aren't in hell Hell that will be less cruel Near this reality that we were awaiting So soon in the nuclear future Screams of pain and despair Arise after the big shining Radiant clouds are around Nights and days don't have meaning Corpses crowded together waiting for the time to be cremated Foundlings in the violent sun that destroys And rots the lifeless flesh