1983… a morning in the east... over 300 miles… away from Romeo-20 The missiles explode like they were meant to be The aircraft was shattered and forced towards the sea The engines were howling the passengers cried And until today we are questioning why They’re telling us it was an incident An eerie cold-war course They avert to say that it was malevolent Thy doom, it was perforce Armor piercing shells…a warning no one saw… Ascending towards escape……the final order falls Rapid decompressions and oxygen masks The R-98s have accomplished their task 12 minutes of horror before the descent A firework all over the firmament An act of war or a conspiracy? Calamity or fate? A mission to spy or an air battle cover up? The facts are intricate 269 people were dead Death by asystolia or by the impact No bodies were found on the ground of the sea And only the sharks know where they might could be The world was split, the trenches were bottomless No mercy authorized They’ve got the sway, and by power they were possessed While others paid with their lives From the matutinal sky down to the deep sea below As the plane hits the border it was beyond all control Destroyed by a force the pilots never saw When will humanity learn to keep its fingers from war? That’s what we are….