A perfect city goes up in flames,
The yelling and screaming and shouting of names,
Buildings, like candles, melt to the ground
Havoc is grinning and messing around
Wailing sirens run through a maze,
Drowns in the damage with those golden days
Murder and hate fill the thick, tainted air
Rotting corpses, half alive. left in despair
A battle against the torment of Hell,
Goes nowhere but the prison cell.
Guns and knives are the latest trend,
Killed loved ones and strangers, even best friends
A beaten body hangs from a homemade noose,
Scars and wounds re-opened and spirits let loose.
Flesh turned black, and blood turned sour,
Creating pain to those in my power.
Misery laughs, and happiness cries,
The sadness held in that little girl's eyes.
Poisoned apples grow from dead ridden trees,
Infested with Cancer and spreading disease.
The crashing sounds from waves of gore,
Bloody faces painted on the door.
Chaos is laughing, making jokes in his head,
This once perfect city will soon be dead.