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Dogs Of Chernobyl
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Lead Vocals
Kiko Loureiro
Kiko Loureiro
Electric Guitar
Steve Di Giorgio
Steve Di Giorgio
Bass
Dirk Verbeuren
Dirk Verbeuren
Drums
Roger Lima
Roger Lima
Keyboards
Luliia Tikhomirova
Luliia Tikhomirova
Narrator
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Songwriter
Kiko Loureiro
Kiko Loureiro
Songwriter
Tony Cmelak
Tony Cmelak
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dave Mustaine
Dave Mustaine
Producer
Chris Rakestraw
Chris Rakestraw
Recording Engineer
Josh Wilbur
Josh Wilbur
Mixing Engineer
Ted Jensen
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lowell Reynolds
Lowell Reynolds
Assistant Recording Engineer
Maddie Harmon
Maddie Harmon
Assistant Recording Engineer
Rick West
Rick West
Drum Technician

Lyrics

It was springtime The minutes simply drifting away Then everything stopped in the world (Fallout) radioactive clouds (Fallout) hides the exclusion zone (Fallout) and you were nowhere to be found I see your face wherever I turn There's blood on my lips as my eyes start to burn You vanished and left me behind Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go? Nuclear winter is here Reactor Four's still belching clouds There's no one left to hear a sound (On and on) (fallout) on and on, I keep searching for you (But I know) (fallout) I know you're never coming back (Not for me) (fallout) not for me, or for anyone, anywhere, anyway I see your face wherever I turn There's blood on my lips as my eyes start to burn You vanished and left me behind Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go? I see your face wherever I turn My hair's falling out as my skin starts to burn You vanished and left me behind Like one of the Dogs of Chernobyl, where did you go? Vault breach, too close is dead, massive exposure I must escape and navigate this concrete enclosure No warning and no pain, only shock and then dread No one coming, no one going, I'm alive with the dead Nausea overwhelms my brain, distance is the goal Stomach spasms, leaking gut, I have lost all control Saliva gurgling, I'm retching, 'til I overwhelm the bowl I ask God, in repentance, "Do you still want my soul?" Bodies strewn everywhere, no need for cremation Daylight coming into view, I sense there's no salvation Stagger out into the open, my eyes fixed and staring Armed patrol, red lights on, the sirens are a' blaring I am the walking dead, and I'm taken into safety They ask the time of death because my skin's looking pasty Transfusions, test tubes, and clinical eyeing Purulence and decay, my deathly complying Blankets of smoke, orifices bleed Bloating bellies, and legs getting weak Cerebral swelling, organs liquifying Acute radiation, this is how they die This is how they die This is how they die
Writer(s): John Clement, Dave Mustaine, Anthony Cmelak, Pedro Henrique Loureiro Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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