This charcoal-black desert, this great flood of tears,
The mental destruction will linger for years.
Go back to the site, how you would never dare,
For death, fear, and misery stagnate the air.
Sadness and sacrifice, crying and sorrow,
Who knows what feelings will linger tomorrow.
The sad road to nowhere is frightening and fearful,
The scenes and the memories, all very tearful.