Children of the cold war (feat. DEVOTED SINNERS)

Repent
The sins of the fathers come back threefold onto the misbegotten Progeny they bore
Who don't share the guilt

Nuclear war often made up our bedtime stories
A red sky to greet us in the morning
Now we live under the threat of this deadly global warming
Are we children of the cold war condemned
To suffering

And when you think about it... we never really stood a chance
All the good things always come to an end
Between the global recessions and then global infections
It feels the deck was loaded to give us a bad hand
And we can never win

Nuclear war often made up our bedtime stories
A red sky to greet us in the morning
Now we live under the threat of this deadly global warming
Are we children of the cold war condemned
To suffering
To suffering



Credits
Writer(s): Marco Cattani
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