Far in time they travel through
Worlds of strange and through history
In bright blisters controlled by mind
The mind that exculted over technology
Their skin was burned by light
From the nuclear explosions
Heads too large and eyes too black
To realize that's your son
Time will come
From sky above
Historians in fatal mission
Search for the crucial release
Of war
For the great day of wrath is coming
And who shall be able to stand ?
They see their past reading in books
Knowing thats their last chance
To erase what they've see in life
To destroy frightful fate
For us the bringers of war
But saviour from destiny
Kill the father whose son will kill you
Erase the apocalyptic leaders
