Να και οι στιχοι απο Grok
Skies burn red, the end is near,Warheads scream through atmosphere.
Cities crumble, ash and dust,Steel and bone reduced to rust.
No salvation, no escape,Humanity's final mistake.
Blinding flash, the world ignites,Apocalypse in dead of night.
Nuclear destruction, annihilation's call,Fire rains down, consumes us all.
Wasteland born from mankind's greed,Death's the harvest, hate's the seed.
Radiant scars paint the ground,Silent screams, no living sound.
Mutant shadows stalk the haze,Lost in endless, toxic days.
Empires fall, their thrones decay,Nature bleeds, skies turn gray.
No gods to save, no prayers heard,Just the echo of a dying world.
Nuclear destruction, annihilation's call,Fire rains down, consumes us all.Wasteland born from mankind's greed,Death's the harvest, hate's the seed.
Blast wave rips through flesh and stone,Earth's last cry, a hollow moan.Poisoned winds, the reaper's breath,Bow to the reign of atomic death.No future left, no tales to tell,This is the end, our man-made hell.
Nuclear destruction, annihilation's call,Fire rains down, consumes us all.Wasteland born from mankind's greed,Death's the harvest, hate's the seed.
Fallout reigns, the skies stay black,No road forward, no turning back.In the ruins, our sins remain,Nuclear death, eternal pain.
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