Flames of wrath fill the room
Alongside impending doom
People flock like hares in terror
Only to lead themselves to a place of possibility
Possibilities of chaos
Men and women shouting as the chorus in the opera sing to their hearts' delight
Chanting and chanting in rhythm of the howls of the people
Gun fires release from the trigger
One two three four
Each drop dead on the floor
The small price to pay for listening to this melodic tune
The soap opera is still beginning
Curtain lit ablaze
Alongside the peoples frames
One two three four
More bodies drop to the floor
Blood oozing like wine being poured
Yet there is more to explore
In the next room was the escapees
Only left stuck in their flee
No shooter however can be seen
And now they begin to plea
"Please end the horrors of today and let us see a new tomorrow with a bright sunny day and no more martyrs"
A glimmer of hope enters their eyes as a window can be seen in sight
"Quick break the window, this is our chance"
They begin grabbing chairs and flares
Attempting to signal distress in their escape of the building
One two three four
Strikes towards the bulletproof window
One two three four
People pleaded for the glass to break
One two three four
Of the mansions support beams falling to the floor
All engulfed in flames setting the people ablaze
The soap opera has yet to end and has only reached it's medial
The sound of gun fires has stopped for a while so the people escape the roomÂ
Only to return to the bodies of everyone
They ask "where's the chorus?"
As the opera is still ongoing
Flames overtake the building as the room gets smokey and smokey
Coughing begins as ash fills their lungs
"Exits, where's the exits" they yell as no door can be found in sight
"But we entered from one, how's there no door? Where's the chorus?"
One two three four
More bodies drop to the floor
Five six seven eight
People who look for the chorus
"Maybe if we find them, they'll have answers"
They say as insanity begins to fog their minds
Trampling over one another in order to quickly seek for answers
One two three four
Skeletons can be seen singing and humming in the sky
One two three four
Skeletons can be heard saying
"This chaos brings forth our magnum opus. Escape you shall not do, as you are sacrifices to this room"
One two three four
More people have dropped to the floor from the ash
One two three four
More people are left standing
As the Opera nears its end
The room in fully engulfed in flames
The lives of everyone are a small price to pay
To bring forth the the best of the chorus is days
As they end their magnum opus
The screams of the remaining can be heard from the depth of hell ending the melody of the chorus