I watched the efforts of our species dance away on the radioactive wind
Civilization retreated by millennia
All of human history wrought to dust
Our cities, now scorched black mausoleums serve as a reminder
There can be no victory in war
Birth is the answer to the question of our mortality
With resolute defiance we choose to grasp at the delicate thread of life
My son the gift of survival is yours
Please, may you never submit
There will be more

Know I've done wrong, left your heart torn
Is that what devils do?
Took you so low, where only fools go
I shook the angel in you
Now I'm rising from the ground
Rising up to you
Filled with all the strength I found
There's nothing I can't do