Trinity MCMXLV 0530

Here we stand as the forces blow across the land

Open minds and now open sores but no open hand

Hiding in our trench of steel to witness the blast

Nothing to say and now nothing to feel now it's hopeless and past

The wind that was meant to be

Oppenheimer built radioactivity

Buildings and houses crops and forethought have now gone to ground

All but the dust and the helpless debris are all that are found

Now his creation is purchased by

Gods who must reconvene

Deciding to cleanse the

Earth of its life by priming their own war machine

The wind that was meant to be

Oppenheimer built radioactivity

The wind that was meant to be

Oppenheimer built radioactivity

Skill will grow soft blood will grow cold but not on your frame

He mastered the deadliest weapon of all but was he insane

He built it for life he built it for peace oh that's what he thought

But evilness knows no boundaries and

Satan will read from his court

The wind that was meant to be

Oppenheimer built radioactivity

The wind that was meant to be

Oppenheimer built radioactivity