The shadow people haunt the streets They are the remnants of a past That burned in a flash of light and heat And left behind a world of ash They wander in the silent night They have no voice, no face, no name They are the witnesses of the blight That turned their lives into a game They seek the ones who pressed the button Who unleashed the fire and the doom They want to make them pay for something That cannot be undone or gloom But they will never find their justice They will never end their pain They are the shadow people, restless And they will never live again