Corrected lyrics to Cold Grey Fairyland .

Children, sweet dreams,
Hold on to your dreams;
Sellafield is only a cold, grey fairyland.

The chill of the Eastern wind
Crawls across the sea,
Taunting the waves
And tainting the sun;
A blanket of fear
And of darkness 'round us seeps
Down through our hopes,
Through our blood,
Down through our blood.

Grey is the night sky,
But blacker is the dawn;
Faceless men and foreign smiles
Play out the lies;
But tomorrow will be
Full of promise, full of life;
But the chill in the wind
Cries, "no, no, no!"

Children, sweet dreams,
Hold on to your dreams;
Sellafield is only a cold, grey fairyland.

Children, we leave you
A wasteland all around;
Blighted and slighted,
Your cries go unheard;
For the meek shall inherit
A cold and barren land;
The price of a war
Undeclared, undeclared.