Vibrant blue sky
As if we jumped into Sci-fi
Standing on New York, very tall
But it will fall

There, we see a big plane
So everyone went insane
People shouting and screaming
While the Earth shaking and trembling

Bang! Bong! Boom!
But no one assumed
Blasting the windows with the tongue of fire
The broken windows burst every tire
Crepuscular smoke covers the atmosphere
The fire men rushing quickly over here

You can auscultate the fire engine sirens
As people, sorrowfully losing their children
Ashes precipitating to the ground
After this, a sporadic of people will be found
New York is like a thawed popsicle
On the floor we gaze at erinaceous nickels

We can't persevere without the Twin Towers
But we all have divine powers
A very gruesome day
But we all have to pay