Don’t look down,
For all you will see is a town.
That place has no meaning,
For the buildings are all leaning,

The destruction of life,
Was caused by his single knife,
They destroyed that village,
And others all came to pillage,

I witnessed it all from up here on my cloud,
The screams and bellows were oh so loud,
I shall watch over all around,
For I am the protector of the ground,

No one shall enter the gates,
Even though all who now come were mates,
They are turned away,
But that is only a simple delay,

One day this place will be fixed,
By people who are all mixed,
No one with let this trouble rest,
For the gates bare a crest,