Tangotalk

Daylife submerged in a pulsating maelstrom of senses Suffering dragged to a darker dimension Apostles of health lost their composure – panicked voices Corridors turn into an abyss of fever Constrained confidence in pale face medics Towards reactor victims with no outer wounds to treat Bodies stacked on walls or left on stretchers Familiar faces went alien – medical staff acts apathic As the white death raged through hospital hallways Doctors solidified among gargling throats No room left to conceal facts – no plead for mercy Faces erased from the desolated Fatigue of doom – souls that fail to operate Atomnipresence – apathy as reality Dying lips speak truth about things no one ever saw Health of the nation proclaimed as the country’s wealth Humans drown in a sleep that bears no dreams inside Acute radiation sickness – final stage of aftermath Fear is a choice – death is real in the abyss of fever Medics stammer reports and dragging bodies Boiling blood is dripping down from the stretchers Wolodja masljuk submit in radiation Moscow clinic – final destination Pressing hands of any confessors From behind plastic curtains Hopeless ones with despair in their hearts Witness the last hour of the atomic age Secrets weigh so heavily on conscience That they can only be thrown down in the grave Drawing corrupted hope from the seething wells Laid in silence comatosed – forbidden to exist Turmoils in racing hearts – convulsing pressure tremor Eyes saw a single night that brought hell to earth No more digging mines No more engraving pits No more dragging coffins Shadows in empty corridors Health of the nation proclaimed as the country’s wealth Humans drown in a sleep that bears no dreams inside Walk on the abyss of fever Basement – radiation keeper. Condemnesia lyrics – Cytotoxin : Get lyrics and music video of this beautiful song here on LyricsBull.com