Letra de ' Enola Gay ' de Arbitrator

"A bright light filled the plane," wrote Lt. Col. Paul Tibbets, the pilot of the Enola Gay, the B-29 that dropped the first atomic bomb. "We turned back to look at Hiroshima. The city was hidden by that awful cloud...boiling up, mushrooming." For a moment, no one spoke. Then everyone was talking. "Look at that! Look at that! Look at that!" exclaimed the co-pilot, Robert Lewis, pounding on Tibbets's shoulder. Lewis said he could taste atomic fission; it tasted like lead. Then he turned away to write in his journal. "My God," he asked himself, "what have we done?" (special report, "Hiroshima: August 6, 1945")

Weather observation plane
Has called to "Enola Gay"
"Boy" 's prepared to pain
Fair weather, the sky's clear
"Straight Flesh" has been here
Left this vapor trail
Twelve members of the crew
Execution will be soon
They'll be in the news
Paranoia in the minds
Flying Fortress in the sky
It's the day of doom

And now "Enola Gay" is on Its way
The black wings, the bomb of the fate
So see her captain is caught in his pride
The demons of hell, the dark in their light

It's 8.14
"Bi san" opens its hatch
Rage without a cage
The bomb's falling down
Onto peaceful town
Turning to the grave
Pawl Tibbets Jr.
Doing his daring manoeuvre
To return to port
A gray mushroom's getting up
Fire's burning in its heart
There's a devil's core

(Leadbreaks)

Lava's flowing in grain
Smoke and thunder blows rained
Nothing can remain
This apocalyptic view
Wave of blow's getting through
Everybody's insane
Thousands of peaceful people
They are fallen in twinkle
The tragedy is so real
Apotheosis of the win
It's a shame, isn't it
Menaces are tripled

And now "Enola Gay" is on Its way
The black wings, the bomb of the fate
So see her captain is caught in his pride
The demons of hell, the dark!