DOWN BELOW 


My ears are filled with a deafening roar. 
A howling wind and the temperature soars. 
The houses crack the city falls. 
A deadly dust brings death to all. 
 
  In the shelters down below. 
  They couldn't care less they don't want to know. 
 
Adults and children wander through the streets. 
They scream with pain with blistered feet. 
You're all going to die a horrible death. 
A living death that will eat your flesh. 
 
As your eyes melt they drink champagne. 
While your body burns they feel no pain. 
You're all going to die for a government cause. 
But why should we die for the chosen few. 

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