I was walking in the street when the first bombs fell. The sky became ash and fire. Explosions turned into screams which turned into sirens which became all a maelstrom of noise...
From atop the highest tower in the city
You can imagine that, far off on the horizon,
The fires of the battlefield are just visible
As reflections of stars uncaring on the world below...
Send out your thousands to tear the world apart
Bring down fire from above and blur the front lines
Erased as they’re drawn in shifting sands
So that tomorrow might seem different from today