The

vault

clo-

ses

Last

rays

of

light

are

gone

We

spend

our

lives

in

dark-

ness

Hi-

ding

a-

way

from

the

sun

Af-

ter

the

bomb

We

have

no-

thing

left

No

one

walks

the

Earth

But

the

sha-

dows

of

the

dead

They're

ghosts

I

see

them

sta-

ring

back

Where

once

there

stood

a

man

Now

on-

ly

a

sil-

hou-

ette

Their

spi-

rits

Еorn

from

this

world

they

called

home

Their

sha-

dows

Burnt

in-

to

the

stone

Sil-

hou-

ettes

The

light

is

fa-

ding

All

hope

is

gone

Can

a-

ny-

one

re-

mem-

ber

What

it's

like

to

see

the

sun?

A

white

flash

of

light

And

then

there

were

none

The

dead

ac-

cuse

the

li-

ving:

What

have

you

done?

They're

ghosts

They

can't

for-

give

our

sins

We

pray

for

de-

li-

ve-

rance

But

the

Gods

are

si-

lent

Our

spi-

rits

trapped

here

Lost

and

a-

lone

With

these

sha-

dows

Wat-

ching

from

the

stone

Blast

wave

ex-

pan-

ding

Con-

sumes

all

in

its

path

Trapped

at

ground

ze-

ro

A-

gainst

the

sea-

ring

wrath

Stone

turns

to

rub-

ble

Bo-

dies

re-

duced

to

ash

All

that

re-

mains

of

them

Just

their

sil-

ho-

u-

ette

Just

a

sil-

hou-

ette!

Now

the

clock

is

ti-

cking

The

bombs

not

fal-

len

yet

Our

world

is

still

li-

ving

We

still

have

a

chance

But

the

lea-

ders

want

more

po-

wer

Wea-

pons

are

still

in-

tact

We

know

what

a-

waits

us

But

no

one

will

act

We're

ghosts