Only Ghosts

Clowns and despots with their power games
Let the storm clouds gather with their noxious reigns
Demented posturing as they sabre rattle
They stand their ground, all set for battle
 
A call for calm, but the wind just whistles
As they prep and aim their ballistic missiles
They hide behind vicious vitriol and MAD men's boasts
But from post-apocalyptic ashes there're only ghosts
 
It's our last mistake, the end is nigh, but we're in too deep
The shepherds lost, we're the devils flocks and we're led like sheep
So lock and load and come outside from that darkened corner
For the fuse is lit and soon the world will become a whole lot warmer
 
Only ghosts, as all those gods abate
Need not fear our last mistake
Left to roam in perdition's fields of fire
Yesterday's tomorrow was a MAD desire
Gone in the flash of nuclear fission
Hideous the act of insanity's vision
Only ghosts, as gods will die with men
Slake in the fallout, without need to fend
The wondering souls of the impenetrable pall
Silently drifting through a wasteland sprawl
 
It was the final act, as the MAD men's sanities failed
And so it finally came to pass when the sirens wailed
The end was seen by the sagacious and the old world prophets
As hellfire flew with nuclear missiles and chemical rockets
 
There're no tears to cry, for there're no eyes to moisten
The broiling sky is toxic and the billowing smog is poison
From the shattered mountains to the corroded coasts
There's nothing left crawling, there're only ghosts
 
Clowns and despots with their power games
Left naught behind, but a world in flames
Gone in the flash of nuclear fission
Hideous the act of insanity's vision