|3am||The Twins||The Fisherman||Anthrax|
Two twins once stood, so strong and proud,
So tall above their other peers,
And drove away all childish fears.
Below them gathered a peaceful crowd
Until one day two birds plunged from a cloud.
A horrid sound met all their ears
That changed their smiles to pain and tears
As scorching clouds burst forth so loud.
A rush away from burning wall,
A scramble down to flee the fire,
And now there's none left down the hall,
And now there's no one left to hire.
Two twins once stood, so strong and brave,
And now they've crumbled in one grave.