I hear the screams now,
Before, the sound of the explosion
Now, the last piercing sound
Of lives being torn from bodies
Reverberates in my ears.
I run, and run,
There is nothing left!
There is nothing left for me
Except to run...
You? Who are you?
How easily I could hate you
For standing by
While my world burns!
How easily I could loathe you
My broken universe!
But you, you have done a service
To those who have never known pain; terror.
Show my shattered life
To the carefree world,
Remind them the power
They could have if they wanted to mend
The burning, the bleeding, the broken
//remind them the power they could have
If they wanted to mend the broken,
The power they could have
If they wanted to save the (dying world)