We are sailing by dead reckoning
 The vessel's glowing in the polar dark
 We are sailing on the inverted Noah's Ark
 And do not feel like overdoing
 We've been around for a long long time
 Now everything's turning into sublime
 We can lose, but your world cannot win
 No barbarian shall ever outlive our final spin

 Judgment day
 Your North already lost the Pole
 [bad word] word) - The Doomsday
 After us your heavens can fall

 We are sailing to the Pole Zero
 No focal point nor locked target
 One thousand megatons on board
 Ready to take off the Sun

 We'll make your wars all obsolotes
 Whatever the point of impact
 Whatever all, as a matter of fact
 All of your cities are in sight

 Collectivist Judgement Day
 Your North already lost the Pole
 [bad word] word) - The Doomsday
 After us your heavens can fall

 Sakharov miracle play
 Ice field's turning into black hole
 [bad word] word) - The Doomsday
 After us your heavens can fall