The bloom in the sky
The lights glowing wild
The angels of Death
They don't bring cheers
The ground will light up
The thundering sound and debris
The sound of alarm ringing in the ears
The screaming of death in the bloom
The society of elders
Playing a dirty game of doom
The ground of people can't protest
The bullets will trap them to death
Praying for peace and joy
Out of the praying halls
The angels of Death arrive
The bloom in the sky
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