In 2048 there came some desperate waves.
They called it war, everything was all right so far.
But when the nations declared that
nuclear defense had failed,
you could hear the sound of death
when it hit the ground.
The human race was doomed.
They started to dig them selves underground.
Trying to get shelter from the radiation fallout.
It was nearly to late, there was no time to hesitate.
Just try to survive, then the snow started to fall.
You know we don't want to die,
trying to hide from the nuclear fire.
Take your homeless soul and come with us in the
unknown.
The migration had just begun, they walked from town to
town.
Trying to find a responsible person to hang for their
pain.
Then they found some fuel.
The snow was glowing hard and cruel.
The temperature went down to 20 below at most.
You know we don't want to die,
trying to hide from the nuclear fire.
Take your homeless soul and come with us in the
unknown.
They constructed a vessel and down below
they started to coad it with hard glowing snow
to lift them of the earth, to find another home.
Higher and higher they flew away
from pain and disease, trying to live in peace.