Zyklon Terrordrome Lyrics

Terrordrome Lyrics

What can be heard of the sentiment of soilent green?. 

The B-29 Bomber, Enola Gay; a personified Grim Reaper, 

leaving behind a mushroom-cloud and heavy ground haze, 

a manmade eclipse,creating a constant defunct totality. 

Hell on earth, who`s to blame for erasing an entire society?



The crushing shockwave, man`s plutonium implosion, 

wounding the surface like a dying prey. 

Black carbonised concrete, distorted metals, 

appearing like deformed burned skeletons. 

Boiling exhalation, melted glass, 

twisted scrap iron as grotesque deadlike trees, 

portraying man`s ability to annihilate himself. 

Everything has become nothing in just a moment of time.



What remains is a sight that no man has ever seen. 

A graveyard with not a tombstone standing. 

An inconceivable testimony of human ill-will. 

The greatest deed ever in a world never to rise again.