Apocalypse - Cleansed by Fire

Asleep down in the ground, charged with death and fire
Ready to be launched for the pleasure of mighty liars
1945, the date of their first Holocaust
Does anybody know when will be their last?

In this crazy age for their satisfaction
All the Mighty want is quarrel and destruction
To unleash the Apocalypse all we need is a command
Just one fuckin' word and we'll be fuckin' done

Now the keys are turned and the buttons pressed
And the rockets light up with a blinding flash
Now that they are launched the shells cut through the sky
To their destination they fly out of sight

Lights up a second Sun in the sky from the shell
With a deafening thunder opens the gate to Hell
A hundred thousand degrees of heat break through the air
The mushroom cloud rises to the sky and the ground shakes

Buildings do collapse and steel deforms and melts
You don't even realise your body evaporates
If you're close enough your shadow's stamped on the ground
If you're far away, Inferno has just begun

Your skin and hair burn, your flesh rips and lacerates
Your blood boils, your eyes melt, you die going insane
A second thunder starts a heavy thick black rain
Cleansed and purified, yet hostile for ages to come the land