Armageddon X 7

Lest we forget scorched earth policies

Of megaton and hydrogen

And taut muscle of an armory that flexes

To show the world we mean businessIt's all smiles and handshakes

But who moves to disarm?We've cheapened time and evolution

To be violently erased is non-fiction

Those summits and peace treaties

Are just worthless wordsIt's all smiles and handshakes

But who moves to disarm?Radium, uranium

One more isotope to add the collection

The age of outrage

Has been reasoned into submissionAnd cries for peace are no longer in fashion

I wonder if we'll see the point through cataracted eyes

Or draw breath from irradiated lungs

And sigh as we exit times seven