Текст песни Sorg - The Last Victims Of War

Unaware of their doom
Silo is under their feet
The heritage of a long gone war
A deadly trap ready to expose itself

In form of a giant reservoir
The abyss, full of boiling water
Heated by insane weapons
Of a forgotten past

High hopes, no worries
But do they know
Their peaceful existance
Is so close to an end

Steam silently flows from down below
The machinery of evil is awaken
It craves for lives of human beings
The ground starts to shake

Collapse
Falling down
Heat devours
Their bodies

Pain burns
Their brain cells
Skin dissolves
And goes away

Water fills
Their aching lungs
Tissues float
Around them

No hope
Life is lost
Lunatic remnants
Crawl in torture

Drowning one another
Seethed to bones
The last victims of war