Dogs Of Chernobyl

Album: The Sick, the Dying... and the Dead! (2022)
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  • It was springtime
    The minutes simply drifting away
    Then everything stopped in the world

    Fallout – radioactive clouds
    Fallout – hides the exclusion zone
    Fallout – and you were nowhere to be found

    I see your face, wherever I turn
    There's blood on my lips, as my eyes start to burn
    You vanished and left me behind
    Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go?

    Nuclear winter is here
    Reactor Four's still belching clouds
    There's no one left to hear a sound

    On and on – Fallout – on and on, I keep searching for you
    But I know – Fallout – I know you're never coming back
    Not for me – Fallout – not for me, or for anyone, anywhere, anyway

    I see your face, wherever I turn
    There's blood on my lips, as my eyes start to burn
    You vanished and left me behind
    Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go?

    I see your face, wherever I turn
    My hair's falling out, as my skin starts to burn
    You vanished and left me behind
    Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go?

    Vault breach, too close is dead, massive exposure
    I must escape and navigate this concrete enclosure
    No warning, and no pain, only shock and then dread
    No one coming, no one going, I'm alive with the dead

    Nausea overwhelms my brain, distance is the goal
    Stomach spasms, leaking gut, I have lost all control
    Saliva gurgling, I'm retching, till I overwhelm the bowl
    I ask God, in repentance, "Do you still want my soul?"

    Bodies strewn everywhere, no need for cremation
    Daylight coming into view, I sense there's no salvation
    Stagger out into the open, my eyes fixed and staring
    Armed patrol, red lights on, the sirens are a' blaring

    I am the walking dead and I'm taken into safety
    They ask the time of death because my skin's looking pasty
    Transfusions, test tubes, and clinical eyeing
    Purulence and decay, my deathly complying

    Blankets of smoke, orifices bleed
    Bloating bellies, and legs getting weak
    Cerebral swelling, organs liquifying
    Acute radiation, this is how they die
    This is how they die
    This is how they die

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