The darkness and the light.
For it's just another night.
The rolling thunder in my ears.
Has given me these fears.
Even through the softness,
I hear the evil in there voices.
The wickedness in their choices.
The clicking seems to ring.
I understand these things.
The cold metal placed to my head.
I know I will soon be dead.
There trying to get across the point.
That they won't ever give up.
They gently twitched their finger.
Which set off the trigger.
My heart stopped.
My body dropped.
The terrorists wouldn't back down easily.