The water is shallow..
And her tears still reflects
From yesterdays trauma and failure.
There's something in the wind,
Like a whisper longing to be heard,
As someone is yelling.. FIRE!!!
Our city lies in flames!
I'm reaching out for help but I'm choking on the ashes..
We are watching them all burn to death -
They were woman and children..
All eyes turn away from this horrible sigt,
Can you hear us, fighting for our lives?
Heartbreaking and screams from the ashes..
Through the cyanide in the skyline the devils eyes are upon