Requiem Songtext
von Arthur Brown

The missile is dead
The missile is dead
What shall we do in our nakedness?
The missile is dead
The missile is dead
What shall we do in our nakedness?

Beautiful machine
Guardian of space and time
Your voice was feared
To the very ends of the earth
Swift arbitrator
Final judge and executioner
You absolved us of guilt
Yours was the arm that killed

Your mercy was unfathomable
You were the peacemaker, husband and protector
Whose presence guarantees our futures


Here in the dark
Earth please hide me
You are my lover, my mother, my brother
Anything you will
Hold me and hide me
Oh don′t let them find me
Your cold bosom is warming my chill

Keep him on the drip feed
Keep him on the drip feed
Keep him on the drip feed
Keep him on the drip feed
Lie still
Keep him on the drip feed
Lie still
On the drip feed
Lie still
Keep him on the drip feed

We're alone now
Swift arbitrator
Final judge and executioner
You absolved us of guilt
Yours was the arm that killed
Your mercy was unfathomable
You were the peacemaker, husband and protector
Whose presence guarantees our futures


The missile is dead
The missile is dead
The eye of the earth
The missile is dead
The missile is dead
The missile is dead
The eye of the earth
The missile is dead

Peace is such a flimsy state of affairs