A thousand suns burst at once in the sky
Operation Chrome Dome, the plutonium scythe
Retaliate! A ponderous silence arises
Fire at will and unleash a storm of fire and suffering

The bludgeoned earth became a crumbling mass of poisonous graves
Grotesquely thundering, as the sky has turned white and aged

All troops
Fire at will
Blast-wave
Flying shrapnel
Inbound
Pre-emptive strike
Fail safe
Cockroaches smile

We breathe our victims, the bomb became our god
Fire at will and unleash a storm of fire and suffering

The blackened earth sifted through our fingers and floats away
The sun is masked, as the sky has turned white and fades

Where man once walked
Remains a smoldering ruin of scourged decay
Cockroaches smile, as the sky has turned white and aged

The matador
me...
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