Second impact

Feast Of Corpses

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Second impact
People are staring
About what they've just seen
They could not imagine
That it's just beginning

Then falling from the air
An other aircraft
Is ready to spray death
In a second impact

New York sky is covering up
A frightening cloud covers the sun
Straight in their face the towers burn
A day that won't be forgotten

Second impact

An horrible fog of death
Covering the neightbourhoods
Poisoining the citizens
With the putrid stench of corpses