A dangerous force got out of hand
And made the way to the city.
It infected a lot of land
And took away it to herself.
It doesn't know pity.
The city became empty.
Radiation without pity
Will rush into the city,
Will lodge for many years.
And people will have fears.
Radiation. Radiation.
Radiation. Radiation.
It bears diseases and death,
And irradiates all around.
It likes to infect everything,
It likes to frighten something.
You can't see radiation.
You can't hear radiation.
Radiation without pity
Will rush into the city,
Will lodge for many years.
And people will have fears.
Radiation. Radiation.
Radiation. Radiation.
2013
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