[Music by: P. Wagner]   [Lyrics by: P. Wagner]      When I think of what our world   Is to become I get really scared   'cause every state in east and west   Has got enough weapons to kill all of us   They're selling nuclear material   To developing countries, so that they're part of our   Modern hell, the atomic age,   The pestilence of our century      These are the symbols of our fear   Show us the end of it is near   These are the echoes of our past   But let us end this curse at last      Some people in the industries,   They're faithful statesmen, yes, indeed!   They're getting rich while they're selling death,   Now, don't you think that's too irresponsible?   In these days you've talked about   Reduction of the armament race   And this time we have all won   So go on guys and hold this line      Noone believes when they say   That they could control what they've made   Laughing in the face of death...      These are the symbols of our fear   Show us the end of it is near   These are the echoes of our past   But let us end this curse at last      These are the symbols of our fear   Show us the end of it is near   Damn you, who feed the fires of hate   For gettin' rich, soon it's too late      These are the symbols of our fear   Show us the end of it is near   These are the echoes of our past   But let us end this curse at last