Intro]
(soft acoustic guitar, building to electric distortion)
In the shadow of the desert… a man lit the fuse…
[Verse 1]
Born in New York City, nineteen-oh-four
A genius with a poet’s soul, always wanting more
Quantum theory, Sanskrit hymns, he read them late at night
Then the war came calling, turned his mind to blinding light
Los Alamos was calling, secret labs in the sand
Manhattan Project soldiers, building death by hand
Oppenheimer led them, chain-smoking through the fear
Knew the math was perfect, knew the end was near
[Chorus]
I am become Death, destroyer of worlds!
The Gita burned inside him as the mushroom cloud unfurled
Trinity exploded, hell on Earth that day
Now the genie’s out the bottle, and we all gotta pay
I am become Death… I am become Death…
[Verse 2]
Hiroshima morning, August forty-five
Little Boy fell screaming, thousands burned alive
Nagasaki followed, cities turned to glass
He watched the footage silent, knew his soul was cracked
They called him father of the bomb, hero of the hour
Then the hearings came for him, stripped him of his power
Security risk they said, communist in his past
But the real crime was the future he helped make at last
[Bridge]
(heavy drums, distorted guitar solo)
What have we done? The question haunts his dreams
Atoms split forever, tearing at the seams
Power that could save us, power that could end
One man’s brilliant mind brought the world to the bend
[Verse 3]
He died in sixty-seven, cancer ate him slow
But his warning echoes louder every time the bombs reload
From Cold War shadows to the threats we face today
Oppenheimer’s ghost still has something left to say
[Final Chorus]
I am become Death, destroyer of worlds!
The fire that he started still burns across the globe
Trinity keeps exploding in the headlines every night
Oppenheimer’s legacy — the blinding, endless light
I am become Death…
Yeah, I am become Death…
[Outro]
(whispered over fading guitar)
Now I am become Death…
What have we done?
Oppenheimer… Oppenheimer… the fire never dies…
