The sound of the alarms

I can hear the resonating bells ringing in my ears

And people making noise that I can’t hear,

Over the alarm bells

And I try to talk to people but they can’t hear me,

Over the alarm bells,

These people rush in around and chaos is ensuing

But no one seems to see me

And those damn alarm bells keep on ringing,

Then I see clouds of smoke surrounding me,

I can’t catch my breath to breathe

And all around all I see are bodies lay in on the floor

But still those alarm bells ring inside my head,

I glance around and everybody has left,

And as I go to leave as well, I realise

I am dead as well, like those laying on the floor

And those alarm bells seem to ring more and more.

A bomb blast had been the cause

And I would take a breath no more,

Because some terrorist or freedom fighter decided

That I and others should be sacaficed for their cause

And if those alarm bells keep on ringing

I think as well my head will explode as well.

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