Nuclear Winter - Great Leap Skyward

All hail the rays of the sun

Its radiation unites us as one

But where the sun may no longer provide

Other radiation must give life

And I confide in ticking counters telling stories

Of choices long ago, now whispers in the dust

Bask in the glow surrounding

Give myself some clarity

Proud home our new found wasteland

Earth shed the human disease

O, Priestess of the black rain

Saintly luminescent glow

Oracle of skyborne sickness

Whisper what may help us cope

Sacred mushroom in the sky

Please expose us to the light

Its intoxicating glow shall paint the world a deathly white

Fall upon us from the sky

The poison dust from the divine

Thought of a new dawn

Just my irradiation

Everyone is gone now

Drowned out by the waves