can you feel it today?
the bombs bursting in the air?

maybe it's a gift
maybe it's a curse

but it's your world
it's your life

you can't choose where you're born
but you can choose to participate

close your eyes
block the sound

but you can't block the feeling
the rumble of dread
one day you'll end up dead
far away from this place.

will your soul return here?
or will it rest where it called home?