In 1999 they find their destination
There are shadows moving around the vessel more and more
Ruins and debris, neither life nor the spore
Tell 'em what happens if they will continue this madness
You are the humans of the past who blasted our hopes
Disfigured creatures gathering, scratching claws on the door
Sensors show no human beings are living here now
Curious of new weapons with more power to destroy
The choir of the damned built of thousands of rough throats
Now you can take back a message to spread in your time
Flickering lights in the dark indicating ignition
May you come to see the desolate world you created
Ready for the wars with their exciting dangerous toy
Land of ice
Stop building bombs which are able to change the world
Energy runs through the circuits to start the transmission
Land of ice
Only the wind is breaking the threatening silence
A desert of ice with the signs of nuclear war
But reality on the screens destroys their fascination
