After The Bomb Lyrics - Burning The Witches - Warlock

The biggest war has ended 

The smoke gets away 

The sun is coming up 

To salute the horrible day 

An endless battlefield 

Overcrowded with death 

Ah there's no-one there 

Who could have been blessed 

No singing of a bird 

Rustle of a tree 

And all is carried off 

All is carried off 

For a few merciless creatures 

The war is a game 

And all the time 

They want to play it for gain 

Ooh the war has ended 

No singing of a bird 

Rustle of a tree 

And all is carried off 

All is carried off 

It is all over 

Life was in vain 

All that had seemed important 

Didn't reveal its aim 

War has ended 

No singing of a bird 

Rustle of a tree 

And all is carried off 

All is carried off