Bomba

Blue skyline darkening like night
Scared at the thought & at the sight

What should we do
What should we say
What does this mean
Should we just pray
Accept what has come
Unknown to some
I feel so dumb
I feel so dumb

Nothing there is left
All I can see is a mess
What god has done this deed
As I wipe my nosebleed

I should've told them all
We were bound to fall
I should've made the call
I should've made the call