Dance of the Doomsday Clock

(Intro - Male Choir) Missiles ready, keys in hand, Mutual destruction planned. Hands held back, our pulse is thin, Tonight the war might yet begin. I built the screen that scans the night, Watching radar dots of light. Five alarms flash bright and red, But something whispers in my head. Seconds slow, I hold my breath, A choice between life or death. Pick up the phone or let it rest, Trust the quiet in my chest. Missiles ready, keys in hand, Mutual destruction planned. Hands held back, our pulse is thin, Tonight the war might yet begin. Seconds slow, I hold my breath, I watch the screen, still glowing red, Knowing this could end instead. My heart beats fast, my voice stays calm, Reporting clearly: false alarm. They won’t know my name or face, But tonight I saved this place. Wherever you are, whatever you do, Take a minute—not to destroy the world. (Outro - Soloist) Screen goes dark, my shift is done, I breathe deep, no war begun. Quiet room, the moment gone, Just one night we carry on. Missiles ready, keys in hand, Mutual destruction planned. One false move and all is done, Tonight the war has not begun.