The beauty in the runway
three minutes in the air
this voice's lost we hear
the beauty suddenly faraway.
The sun is ashamed
the land is disgraced
the tears of the cloud's
couldn't soothe the pains on the ground
Mother hen, gather your chicks
the inevitable, this so swift
as the strike of a cobra
We have been waiting for this
for we have all foreseen these
the fools were so unconvinced
that dark blue sky, so convincing
The tears are too late to fall
the shrieks are late in the dusk
the blood unstopped, flows
the end has come to stay with those
A lightening tearing the heaven
with a thunder on our haven
piercing through the early dawn
killing the innocence of the morn'
Our sleep left our eyes
our chores left undone
outside it wasn't right
the crowd was bustling bright
Hey! the beauty has arrived
Alas! tis beauty's departed
the beauty in the runway
Horror! the monster on the byway
Our Innocence's gone
the guilty and sorrows has come
three days now we have life
three days ago we were dark
We are now the most beautiful
how ironic, our beauty's sorrowful
outside it wasn't right
the crowd was bustling night.
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