After the Fall of New York Lyrics

Blow your trumpet, but no one is there

Desolation, there's no life to spare

Withered desert, the womb of the bride

Procreation, last hope of mankind

Endless jousting, archaic-o-mobile

Frontier justice of petrol and steel

Golden token, the price of a life

Fate is chosen in the roll of a dice

After the fall of New York

Stormin the city gates

After the fall of New York

A quest for the human race

Radiation has taken its toll

Man mutation out of control

Last resistance ready to fight

City rebels, waste the black knights

Mercenary hunters now rule the nation

Ghost of technological civilization

Dark genetic experimentation

Devolution is the final mutation

Waitin for a total annihilation

No meaning without a new generation

After the fall of New York

Escaping planet earth

After the fall of New York

Death is the final birth