The wind
   The war
   I'm burning out
   Is this the end
   The bombs are raining hell
  
   I see
   the real me
   Floating out to space
   Blown to bits
   Where's the human race
  
   Slave
   Well it's immortal right
   But I'll give it a try
   As they fly through the air
   Doubters beware
  
   My home
   Below
   A blissful place
   Stuck in this silo
   I live alone
   Make the best of what i own
  
   Trusty
   Gold key
   Ready to kindle the globe
   Please lay these arms to rest
   My will is running low
  
   Slave
   Well it's immortal right
   But I gave it a try
   While the faces stare
   At the hideous glare
  
   Better turn and run
   I've unleashed the sun
   You say you wanted it done
   I'm the man to count on
  
   I'm in the hole for life
   These subtle words fit right
   Lord knows man needs a vice
   On my knees in pain