The end had finally come
They watched the western sky
As rose the blossom of the bomb
A pale petal of fire
They walked to the water's edge
Looked out across the night
And on the dim and distant rim
Saw darkness turn to light
Then mothers held their babes
And fathers learned to cry
And none remained to shy to make
His love his one goodbye
The end had finally come
They watched the western sky
As rose the blossom of the bomb
A pale petal of fire