High above, a spot appears. A little blossom blooms and then draws near. And the sun is sinking low. Now the sun has come to earth. Shrouded in a mushroom cloud of death.
Death comes in a blinding flash.
Of hellish heat and leaves a smear of ash. And the sun has come to earth. Now the sun has disappeared. All is darkness anger pain and fear. Twisted, sightless wrecks of men Go groping on their knees and cry in pain.