Last thing I remember
I was sitting by the window
Speeding like a bullet
Through an urban jungle ruin
That was when I heard the sound
The smoke was like a blanket
The blood was like a river
Everything was slowing down
The sound of moaning women
The screaming of the children
The sight of shattered bodies
There's no chance of forgetting
How they brought the horror down
Home is now killing ground
The quest for more
The rotting core
A civil war
Between thieves and whores