A metal rain falls and punctures the morning
Dialogues of dread smother the breeze
Metalliferous clouds imprison the sunlight
Frightened faces carve the air with their screams
Hot flashes of terror nightmare the moment
Eagle and Hawk devour the dove
An olive tree weeps over the loss of her herald
While two nations beg mercy from political thugs
Animosity and enmity spread like wildfire
Igniting minds to wasteful war
Missiles and canons pierce the flesh of a country
Wounding the land they are both fighting for
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