The Threat Posed by Nuclear Weapons

I spoke to the sky but God was silent because I knew so easy to be rolled into a tomb stripped of all desires so easy to be so easy to be rolled into a tomb so easy to be rolled into a tomb into a tomb old tears spice the soil new taste to pave the path my medium we were so compelled but I shoot when I saw you were the "I" recognize now that it's cold and the core never thaws I found you to keep me alive please run far and go faster I'm a cancer for your life so leave but still you're weaving your hair into rags fast-forward to far away we've never changed we just need to stalk our prey to make us stay we're fucking spiders spinning to pass the time soul dividers eating our kind alive you child don't you go forgetting mistakes or they'll keep reliving marrow numbered you awakened now let's burn this we created.