Flight 232 heading for destruction
Unaware of heir destiny
They didn't get the instructions
Counting the dead
Scattered in the cornfield
They ended up as figures
On the endless list of casualties
DC-10 blown out of control
One minor fault will top the headlines
Some heads will roll
State of shock
State of emergency
Looking with the eyes
That can not see
You won't get out of this alive
Passengers cut into pieces
Their body parts are scattered around
They've gone to meet their Jesus
Burning meat
Burnt by gasoline
Looking to the sky
This broke their dream