Matador

A thousand suns burst at once in the sky
 Operation Chrome Dome, the plutonium scythe
 Retaliate! A ponderous silence arises
 Fire at will and unleash a storm of fire and suffering
 The bludgeoned earth became a crumbling mass of poisonous graves
 Grotesquely thundering as the sky has turned white and aged
 All troops
 Fire at will
 Blast wave
 Flying shrapnel
 Inbound
 Preemptive strike
 Failsafe
 Cockroaches smile
 We breathe our victims, the bomb became our god
 Fire at will and unleash a storm of fire and suffering
 The blackened earth sifted through our fingers and floats away
 The sun is masked as the sky has turned white and fades
 (I have a plan!)
 Where man once walked remains a smoldering ruin of scourged decay
 Cockroaches smile as the sky has turned white and aged
 (I have a plan!)
 (Mein Führer! I can walk!)
 The matador
 The matador
 The matador
 Me...
 Me...