(the wailing siren)
On those dark and windy nights,
My soul drenched into tears when I gaze over it.
A White wild face racing down on my road,
Light flash's, moves fast,
holding my breathe, keeping tears at bay,
When I gaze, it resembles the reflection of death.
Death is all around its chassis,
it got spit on, bled on and puked on,
No matter whatever the scene
It still looks into lifeless and moves on.
As it performs its duty whatever be the call,
Help to guide it and keep it in safe,
Since Life is a lie and death is a universal truth,
keep in mind our turn will be sooner.