Nightcore

"There was a black rainbow that rose up and covered the town" Exclaimed Howard Blue, twenty-two "I've never even had a nightmare or a beautiful dream about this" He said as he watched the warehouses burn The hurricane pilot swoops into the twenty-five mile wide eye And he gasps 'cause the size of it was astounding The towering columns of cumulonimbus stretched six miles high Two friends remembered a wooden leg with a shoe Detached from its owner while he slept Twenty-two bodies found tied together in violet Living in a mausoleum, making governments of our own As the sky turned pink four horses emerged from the water Lead by a stallion, they start grazing on neutral ground We are the ones, the ones who stay behind We stay behind We are the ones, the ones who stay behind We stay behind