Suspended over a sandstorm, dancing in the wind,

Darkness indiscriminate to the wishes of the mind.

Overhead, lightning strikes, thunder cracks, burning bright,

screams arise, someone dies, and it’s quiet.

The world in trance, they are oblivious to the end,

Falling while they are flying unknowing above.

Flailing, yelling out, “help me out”, cast my doubt,

Don’t look down, never look down, and it’s quiet.