“On this very night those years ago
We went to bed without a care in the world
Our lives were normal, our nation tall
We had no idea what was about to befall.
The day dawned crisp and bright and new
No one noticed the dastardly few
They slunk throughout our airport gates
Full of bitter, dark, revolting hate
While we went about our normal day
The dark cloud of hate accosted our way
Our towers flamed, our planes went down
We fell with weeping to the ground
Our nation reeled from what was done
We rose from the rubble united as one
We vowed to track the devils down
To never forget those hallowed grounds”
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