Century is lying on the heap of nuclear
Why do men look ferocious?
Why does darkness prevail in the hearts?
Why does limited light exist?
When sea-shore is in their possession?
Reason of this intense thirst gives no clues
Our foes are in great surprise
Why do we have ceaseless spirit?
They have fabulous pound and dollar
Nuclear weapons, sophisticated arms
And with Drone their pride reaches at its zenith
The world witnesses restlessness in their lives
Fabricated demonic diplomatic webs on drives
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