now I am [bad word] death, the destroyer of worlds

I fell in awe before something wild

The atom god the shining dark child

Now he’s leading us by the beat of the [bad word] 
And the scent of chaos of atom and guns

When things get so hot you don’t know were you’ve got

Then sometimes death walks her hands round your throat

There ain’t no need to talk when you drop dead on the sidewalk

And your blood [bad word] cold and nothing turns to gold

Time means nothing

Space means nothing

Distance means nothing

Blood means nothing

Flesh means nothing

DNA means nothing

Nothing means nothing

Shiva only is god

Shiva only is god

Shiva only is god

hail the dark lord

Now we are [bad word] death the destroyer of worlds

This is the source code to an higher oppenheimer

There ain’t no need to talk when you worship the dark god

And the skies grow darker to [bad word] of your lord