The city is drenched in red
Was it a warning or a thread?
Are we capable to survive to it?
Or are we going to regret the rest of our lives?
It seems our wisdom was not enough
To foresee every damage that has just come
We wonder if it is just a dream
We wonder if it really is happening
All circumstances tell you so
We are afraid to see through it, though
It feels like being punched in the soul
We placed ourselves in a giant hole
Every slice of a remaining life
Could be just a late victory of an early end
Will it be washed away
Or will the scars in the ground still be visible?
It seems the longest road found its end
With not enough time for amends
We wonder if it is just a bad dream
We wonder if it cannot be happening
Every circumstance tells you so
We were afraid to see through it, though
It felt like our souls were being hurt
While we placed ourselves in a giant hole
It was not to be forgotten
Things were not supposed to be bothered