A Tune You Can't Dance To

The sky is falling
A rain soaked sound
An unutterable cry of despair
The sky is falling
It will kill us all
As the wind wraps a scarf
Around our throats
And slowly chokes the masses
The sky is falling
A stampede of feet
Trampling their fellows to dust
A sickening mass suicide
Side by side with
Genocide engendered euthanasia
The sky is falling
The sky cannot be seen.