Looking up at the sky
Gazing at the stars
It's a beautiful day
Or I thought so
A streak of red, a flash of light
Arcing from my left, surging to my right
Racing past me, hurrying
To that tall building in the night
The black night, the blackest night
Lit up by that cradle of flames
Agony spreads and booms across
And yet I stay there, watching
The black night, the blackest night
Obliterated by that cradle of flames
Orange and red and screams and shouts blooms
And yet I stay there, watching -
The blackest night.
