From a swarm of black clouds falls a stripe of light
It’s the only sign that a dawn has come
Unpleasant struggle to wake up
And learn I'm nowhere my mind recalls
Flushed memories mixed with pain
While staring at this wasteland
Looking at my scars
The word REPLICA on my arm
Faint flashlights draw pillars towards the sky
And the silence is broken by dog barks
Not knowing who I am or which side to stand
I run into the wilderness of this seemingly dead city, totally, blackened
Almost everything lies burnt in the ground
Personal belongings lying all around
But no trace of the living or the dead
All was left behind, no one seemed prepared
Glaring memories comes to mind
Rambling, blurred and unaligned
I see a woman's face
Coughing blood as her life fades
Some fuss on my rear trigger instincts of fear
Preceding gunfire that sounds so near
Helpless and cornered I throw myself and crawl
Waiting for a bitter end I feel a grabbing hand, is it a friend?
"Lay down if you wanna stay alive", the voice came along the responding fire
I was dragged down below, the defense lines of this hold
...An old building
Ravaged and battered by this unknown war, in which I don't know what role should I perform
Was I being chased or just unlucky and misplaced?
Should I rely upon
The idea that I'm not really on my own?
At least I ain't yet cold dead
As the floor in which I crawl
Of this building entrance hall
I could only hear someone scream:
"Hurry up, come inside!
We don't have much time left behind
Run underground as we hold the defense lines!"
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