[Music by: P. Wagner]
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[Lyrics by: P. Wagner]
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When I think of what our world
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Is to become I get really scared
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¡®cause every state in east and west
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Has got enough weapons to kill all of us
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They're selling nuclear material
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To developing countries, so that they're part of our
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Modern hell, the atomic age,
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The pestilence of our century
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These are the symbols of our fear
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Show us the end of it is near
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These are the echoes of our past
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But let us end this curse at last
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Some people in the industries,
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They're faithful statesmen, yes, indeed!
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They're getting rich while they're selling death,
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Now, don't you think that's too irresponsible?
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In these days you've talked about
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Reduction of the armament race
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And this time we have all won
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So go on guys and hold this line
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Noone believes when they say
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That they could control what they've made
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Laughing in the face of death...
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These are the symbols of our fear
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Show us the end of it is near
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These are the echoes of our past
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But let us end this curse at last
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These are the symbols of our fear
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Show us the end of it is near
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Damn you, who feed the fires of hate
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For gettin' rich, soon it's too late
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These are the symbols of our fear
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Show us the end of it is near
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These are the echoes of our past
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But let us end this curse at last
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Symbols of Our Fear
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Rage |