The fire, the fire, the cataclysmic fire Shot down from a place ever higher Destructive and completely inexplicable A curse from the gods, oh so inhospitable Crashing down, the clanging bells of death A comet so very fast, never to ever rest Silver in color, the complexion inexorable Wrapping its bright hands about the people This demonic ball of murderous inferno Crashed upon the ground with deadly crescendo With the clicking of a hatch and a sudden apparition We found this to be a shuttle of the heaven’s emission The new angel was small, no more than a child And after it all he spoke with a choral tone