The death of thousands or one by the hand of men  Countless lives ending at the same time  Leads to a reaction, like a wave, a tremor through the whole  Taking the way to somewhere else  Or maybe staying at its place of birth  Hanging above like a cloud of dust  Waiting to come down, to unload the tension in this scene  You feel it like a shiver, spreading and carrying what's gone  A moment of peace, calm and deaf  Until it breaks down again  It could be a beginning, it should be  But the tightening ends like it began  Time shows us the continuity  Death follows death, for it's one  Something changes, nothing without a reason  And nothing is like it was before  The wave finds the way to our hands  It fades away taking some with it  To create the balance, the silent shadow disappears  And the next hands react