The Final Siren

With endless burning forging fires And the thundering cracks of rattling machines The sky over our heads is darkened by The harpies of terror and their iron wings Deafening noise as engines uproar Death from above spitting fire and flames Relentless destruction, unhindered wrath Scorching the soil barren and dark Then blinding flashes, a sudden gust Massive tremors cracking open the earth Screams of terror fall silent at once As flames searing the flesh from our bones And buildings combust into gravel and dirt The remains of men mere shadows of dust Imprinted in concrete for centuries to last Our own annihilation, our final act And when the final siren sounds We gaze upon mushroom clouds With the ground set ablaze These are the remaining days Overwhelmed by fear We stare into the flare One last silent scream As we choke on caustic air A silent remembrance A solitary tree Midst the gleaming embers Within the caustic debris Gone the tormenting noises And the frightening mashines Silenced, reduced to ashes Nourishing the toxic fields Silenced, reduced to ashes Nourishing the toxic fields As the final siren sounds We stare upon mushroom clouds Numb with disbelief Incapable to breathe Overwhelmed by fear We stare into the flare One last silent scream As we choke on caustic air As the final siren sounds We are numb with disbelief As the final siren sounds We are incapable to breathe