Body Count - Funker Vogt

The body count will be masive

Much worse than Oklahoma

Hard times for the experts

Messes like this mean lots of work

Burnt beyond recognition

ID’s they get from DNA

And everybody will still wonder

How we ever let it happen

A car filled with explosives

Made it’s final fucking run

Splitting crowds in mere seconds

Like Moses once split the red sea

Just moments later an explosion

Even brighter than the sun

They hadn’t time to realize

What was going on

We just got another lesson

How illusory safety is

This was an opportunity

Just too good to miss

We have been gutted like a fish

In a moment of poor attention

Now we are responsible

For our own suspension