Snow falls out of a deep gray sky Covering their bodies, and I wonder why. They'll never wake up in the morning sun. Sitting bull lies on his worn out back, watching with his dead eyes for another attack. His frozen fingers clinging to his gun. Down, down, down they go.
Gas flows into a full up room.
Killing man and children, it's the ultimate doom. And a cloud of smoke rises in the sky. Millions of people, killed by one word, spoken by satan in a night black shirt. Still I don't know why they had to die. Like the leaves they're falling, in this autumn of the world.