Impulse

Chaos is spreading all throughout the world
The horizon is flashing with nuclear discord
The days of apologies are way past, beyond all thought
Unthinkably furious retaliation, global damage is what they sought

Agonizing death as your skin falls off
You can thank yourselves for all you got
Worldwide crematorium
In a chapel built of fire

A blinding wave of fire
Trailed by our death's desire
The screams of a thousand burning souls
As their flesh melts right off their bones

A silent moment right before the blast
It will be a long time before the last

A man-made funeral pyre
I believe we can breathe the fire