Once the water was dancing
amongst the lively city
In its street, it was sliding
Showing it was still free

But the day the bomb came
Water and city got their maim

And now water's bound to his brother
Flowing in its burgundy veil
Blood and water now slither
To escape the body trail

Water's no more free and so the people are
And there's gone the beauty by the city's scar

Once people used to eat themselves
and we called it "cannibalism"
But perhaps, someday we'll say
"Once people used to **** and we called it "war""