Dead Reckoning

New York City, New York Times: 2084
Businessman makes a deal for a nuclear war
Time is right to split the atom and the Berlin Wall
By your bombs, nuclear holocaust will fall

Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!

The city in ruins, children run to hide their skin
Can't believe what you see as the war begins
Set the sky afire, spread your wings
Reap your crop and gather up your many sins

Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!

Rapid to the end, bitter times, 2085
Congressmen make a deal, no one's left alive
Just waited and the time arrived
Preordained, heavily stained with the tears I've cried

I've cried...

Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!
Dead reckoning!

I reckon you're dead!