Текст песни Cold Grey Fairyland

Chorus: Children, sweet dreams, hold onto your dreams Sellafield is only a cold, gray fairyland The chill of the eastern wind blows across the sea Taunting the waves and tempting the sun A blanket of fear of a darkness 'round us __ Down through our hopes, through our blood, down through our blood Gray is the night sky, but blacker is the dawn Faces __ and foreign smiles __ the maze But tomorrow will be full of promise, full of life But the chill in the wind cries, "No, no more" (Chorus 2x) Children, we leave you a wasteland all around Blighted and slighted your cries go unheard And the meek shall inherit a cold and barren land The price of a war undeclared, undeclared 1