Brilliant lights are shining
In the empty white room
Someone in the corner
Is crying silently

Outside is still raining
Seems the sky is in tears again
While the naked people
Looking to the walls

And the rain, brings the flood
And the fear comes again
And the night is all around
And the darkness can be touched

And God, looked down
And thought it is beautiful
And God looked down
And felt it was logical
And God looked down
And saw it so magical
And God looked down
And thought it is wonderful

Siren calls are wailing
Fill the air with frighten sounds
Silent birds are flying
With a bloody gift

Deep inside the derelict
Tiny noises can be heard
The screaming of the children
Soon will fade away

And the rain, brings the flood
And the fear comes again
And the night is all around
And the darkness can be touched

And God, looked down
And thought it is beautiful
And God looked down
And felt it was logical
And God looked down
And saw it so magical
And God looked down
And thought it is wonderful
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by Dickinson