A land is frozen by dawn,

The city's people paralyzed.

They wait and wait for the devil's spawn,

Cry as they conceal themselves with lies.

I pray for the smog to clear,

For the monsters to stay farther.

But bones will always shake with fear,

And I keep waiting for a martyr.

One day the stars will fall,

And create craters in the earth.

Buildings will forever stand tall,

But all we will be is dirt.