歌词
Moritūrī tē salūtant
Moritūrī tē salūtant
In days gone by, the Chinese man
As wise as he was old
Did formulate the concentrate
The world would now explode
The cannonball, the rifle shot
The forces we unfold
We devastate and terminate
A triumph, we are told
Who can tell? Break the spell
Reign in hell, when you're messing with
The bullet and the bomb
The bullet and the bomb
The race was on, the will to kill
When science joined the game
Unmerciful and finally
It all became insane
In 45, catastrophe
In Oppenheimer's mind
And man did see the universe
Atomically collide
Who can tell? Break the spell
Reign in hell, when you're messing with
The bullet and the bomb
The bullet and the bomb
The bullet and the bomb
Who can tell? Break the spell
Rain in hell, when you're messing with
The bullet and the bomb
Moritūrī tē salūtant
Moritūrī tē salūtant
The bullet and the bomb
Moritūrī tē salūtant
Moritūrī tē salūtant
The bullet and the bomb
Moritūrī tē salūtant
Moritūrī tē salūtant
The bullet and the bomb
Moritūrī tē salūtant
Moritūrī tē salūtant
