The sky was under stress
Fire lit up the night
Winds wailed and screeched
Foundations were blasted
Dread, death, doom and demise
A woman crying, "The world nevermore!"
A man thinking "It will be an eternity for daylight."
A baby, so fragile and small, lays in the street.
Danger arises
Hope shattered
Where is the light? And the salvation?
Thugs and gangs roam the cities
Terrorists never seem to stop
People will die 'til the Day.
Lucky seven no longer brings
Death and sickness and disaster come
Will the suffering end
And will the Earth be rebuilt again?
Nov 14, 2012
Nov 14, 2012 at 6:50 PM UTC
The sky was under stress
Fire lit up the night
Winds wailed and screeched
Foundations were blasted
Dread, death, doom and demise
A woman crying, "The world nevermore!"
A man thinking "It will be an eternity for daylight."
A baby, so fragile and small, lays in the street.
Danger arises
Hope shattered
Where is the light? And the salvation?
Thugs and gangs roam the cities
Terrorists never seem to stop
People will die 'til the Day.
Lucky seven no longer brings
Death and sickness and disaster come
Will the suffering end
And will the Earth be rebuilt again?
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