Impulse
Chaos is spreading all throughout the world 
The horizon is flashing with nuclear discord 
The days of apologies are way past, beyond all thought 
Unthinkably furious retaliation, global damage is what 
they sought 
Agonizing death as your skin falls off 
You can thank yourselves for all you got 
Worldwide crematorium 
In a chapel built of fire 
A blinding wave of fire 
Trailed by our death's desire 
The screams of a thousand burning souls 
As their flesh melts right off their bones 
A silent moment right before the blast 
It will be a long time before the last 
A man-made funeral pyre 
I believe we can breathe the fire