Dreams Are Dead

Missiles soaring through the skies

Misled by a thousand lies

And when they touch down we'll be dead

With melted skin, imploded head

I found a way to show

My blackened mind and bloodied soul

I found an ugly thing

Beneath my charred and shattered skin

It's here again

To break the living bodies

From ninety-eight degrees

Of nuclear destruction

Don't dream the day is done

Apocalyptic rising sun

In this, our made-up bed

Our ashen corpses dreams are dead

Explain humiliation

What is greed? What's apathy?

Where went the understanding?

From empty lives exploded shells

The silo stands alone

Right next to the abandoned homes

Scorched down and blown away

The entrails of our judgement day

Running free outside the door

The fires of hell and dogs of war

The shadows etched in stone

Around the ones that stood alone