[Music by: P. Wagner]

[Lyrics by: P. Wagner]



When I think of what our world

Is to become I get really scared

‘cause every state in east and west

Has got enough weapons to kill all of us

They're selling nuclear material

To developing countries, so that they're part of our

Modern hell, the atomic age,

The pestilence of our century



These are the symbols of our fear

Show us the end of it is near

These are the echoes of our past

But let us end this curse at last



Some people in the industries,

They're faithful statesmen, yes, indeed!

They're getting rich while they're selling death,

Now, don't you think that's too irresponsible?

In these days you've talked about

Reduction of the armament race

And this time we have all won

So go on guys and hold this line



Noone believes when they say

That they could control what they've made

Laughing in the face of death...



These are the symbols of our fear

Show us the end of it is near

These are the echoes of our past

But let us end this curse at last



These are the symbols of our fear

Show us the end of it is near

Damn you, who feed the fires of hate

For gettin' rich, soon it's too late



These are the symbols of our fear

Show us the end of it is near

These are the echoes of our past

But let us end this curse at last