Nuclear homes

Nuclear weapons do not make us strong
We destroy our habitat by force
But who can cure sick politics or tongues?

Can we bring in good by doing wrong?
Dresden grey with pity ash and fire
Nuclear weapons do not make us strong

Evil, hatred,envy, vices throng
Torture prisoners for your own desire
Then who indeed will cure the vicious tongues?

For their own prtection ,snakes have fangs
Hypnotise them with a ancient lyre
Nuclear weapons do not make us strong

Give your love a necklace of black bombs
The falcon turns again upon its gyre
Damn Jesus, take your politics ,your tongues


Humans have been here for far too long
Suicidal wishes start to stir
Nuclear bombs or food for loveless young?

Here the priests, the Bishop and the friar
Through the trenches bloody let them stagger
Nuclear weapons do not make us strong
Yet who can cure sick politics or tongues?