Smoldering grass
Noxious fumes
Smoke smothers the city
Trying to hold my breath
The vapor hurts in the lungs
Exhaling causes vertigo
At the scenery of the end of days
I stare at the haunt of oblivion
Vacant spheres filled with smoke
Buildings burn as far I can see
I run forth behind thought
Rush and run â¨
The city is burning down
And absolutely nothing is left
I watch this play of agony
Incapable to play my role
The echoing walls inhale
The smoke-stained stench of our grave
Within the pyre we become undone
The towers ablazeâ¨
As the circle completesâ¨
The days had a limit
â¨Ignite the barren souls
â¨Before they comprehend
â¨The pyre burns tonight
â¨â¨A force overwhelming
â¨Crushes the cattleâ¨
There was no warningâ¨
As the drug deafensâ¨
Before it fades
â¨The plot comes to its end
The daze lapsed in my head
A withering while
Realization of concealing
At the scenery of the end of days
I stared at the haunt of oblivion
Now I am awake watching outsideâ¨It is grey
As grey as it used to be
In the dream my city was burning down
And absolutely nothing was left
I watched this play of agony
In the dream