The fiery gaze of the Prince of Persia two thrones
A fighter with a machete and a shotgun on the background of a Jeep
A schoolboy under a desk against the background of a nuclear explosion
The girl runs to her father who is holding a spacesuit
The city is destroyed, no one is alive, I'm the only one alive and the wind is still
It's scary in the fog, put on a mask, take a boulder and with it quickly into the shade
There are countless races in the world of warcraft, magicians and people, wars and countless
The city of mutants around, smoke and fire, this is a war of your own just don't touch