State Of Fear کے بول

Six to twelve on the clock of doom It's six to twelve in the ticking room Six to twelve to the almighty fire Six to twelve in these days of doom It's six to twelve 'till the mighty fume Six to twelve 'till the nuclear attack Will we blow up Mother Earth Enforce pestilence and dearth Building a state of fear Creating our destiny For whom and for what is it for Living in a state of fear With no place for harmony For whom and for what is it for Six to twelve and it's getting late It's six to twelve on this dratted date Six to twelve and it's getting unsafe Six to twelve on the doomsday clock Six more minutes 'till the final shock Six more minutes 'till we are no more alive