Gazing up to the blackened skys,
consumed with fear they run and hide.
They're far to weak to make a change,
all they know is hate and blame.
Rising above the pain and fear,
deafened by screams I cannot hear.
Numbed by the pain I cannot feel,
I'm pushed to far but should I kill?
Looking up to the light that guides.
They've destoyed all the signs of life.
Broken bones and broken souls,
cold dead bodies covered in soil.
Rising above the pain and fear,
feeling tense when they're near.
Blinded by hate they cannot see.
Im the chosen one by why choose me?