Nuclear - Mike Oldfield

Standing on the edge of the crater

Like the prophets once said

And the ashes are all cold now

No more bullets and the embers are dead

Whispers in the air tell the tales

Of the brothers gone

Desolation, devastation

What a mess we made, when it all went wrong

Watching from the edge of the circus

For the games to begin

Gladiators draw their swords

Form their ranks for armageddon

I’m nuclear

I’m wild

I’m breaking up inside

A heart of broken glass

Defiled

Deep inside

The abandoned child

Standing on the edge of the underworld

Looking at the abyss

And I’m hoping for some miracle

To breakout, to escape from all this

Whispers in the air tell the tales

Of a life that’s gone

Desolation, devastation

What a mess we made, when it all went wrong

I’m nuclear

I’m wild

I’m breaking up inside

A heart of broken glass

Defiled

Deep inside

The abandoned child

I’m nuclear

I’m wild

I’m breaking up inside

A heart of broken glass

Defiled

Deep inside

The abandoned child

Deep inside

The abandoned child