Early morning, silver bird cuts the sky,
Carrying a secret, too heavy to fly.
Sunrise painted red, a warning is lost,
A destiny chosen, Is that just?
Father's son at the helm, duty cold and clear,
Does he feel the tremor, the approaching fear?
Timer ticking, faster now,
Can we break this fatal vow?
Is there mercy in the blue?
Just one chance to start anew...
Enola Gay, turn back! Before it's too late!
Unmake the choice, reverse this cruel fate!
Turn the hands of time, erase the blinding light!
Enola Gay, come back! Lost in the endless night...
Turn back!
A city sleeps below, innocent and warm,
Unaware of the shadow, breaching the dawn.
A moment suspended, the world holds its breath,
Before the unthinkable, bringing destroyng death.
A flash of pure white, then the silence descends,
A future erased, where the agony never ends!
Rivers turning into glass,
Shadows burned on stone, alas.
Was the victory worth the cost?
All humanity, forever lost...
Enola Gay, turn back! Before it's too late!
Unmake the choice, reverse this cruel fate!
Turn the hands of time, erase the blinding light!
Enola Gay, come back! Lost in the endless night...
Turn back!
Can you hear the whispers on the wind?
The ghosts of thousands, cries within?
A mother's eyes, a child's last sigh...
Echoes asking... "Oh, tell me why?"