My city, on fire
But not as aflame as my heart
When I see the place I used to admire
Watching silently, as it falls apart
Wails and screams echo in the skies
Crying, Why oh why, does my home die,
I've lost my family before the sunrise
Someone says their final goodbye
Grimly, I stand from afar
On the sidelines, feeling ever-so-small
Clutching the lighter and crowbar
The cruel devices that started...
