As the world is flooded with black

A fire burns to light a shapeless path

The masses cry out and plea for help

Their voices ring for everyone to hear

And those left raise their voices to say:

"We are few but we are strong"

Behind silent walls I hear their screams

I hear them cry out, I hear their screams behind silent walls

I hold this life in my hands

Its head falls back to exhale a last breath

What has happened here?