[music: G. Latev, lyrics: D. Naydev]
A survival shelter
designed to protect
a small number of humans
from the nuclear fallout.
You were betrayed
by your own father.
Left you for dead
in the mighty vault.
One-o-one praise -
glory and power.
Can you escape?
The bounds of your..
... faaaaaaaate.
Your faaaaaaaate.
A wasteland in ruins
with radiation burns
a journey to follow
his footsteps and deeds.
Running from death,
raiders and fire.
Hunted by men,
mutants and other scum.
On your way you
are taking it higher
and left a trace
in the nuclear..
... waaaaaaaaaasste.
The Waaaaaaaaaaaste.
Your faaaaaaaate
is waste.
faaaaaaaate
is waste.
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaste
laaaaaaaaaaaaaand.
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