Massacre
05-12-07, 08:11 PM
They won't be forgotten
I'll make them a legend,
not to be neglected
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
Their corpses burn now
The smoke fills my eyes,
sisters, brothers, friends
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
They tried, now are deceased
They died valiantly for us,
on the other side of the sea
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
They should not be forgotten;
not to be put away,
in the backs of our minds
Midnight reaches out, my dreams,
they haunt even my most,
pleasant thoughts now
The specters of the past reach out to me,
I'm plagued by the remembrance of the dead,
They mustn't be stopped, mustn't be forgotten
What's left behind--
Just a faded memory
For those who die, not in war or conflict, but to suicide, murder, and disease. Thanks for reading.
I'll make them a legend,
not to be neglected
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
Their corpses burn now
The smoke fills my eyes,
sisters, brothers, friends
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
They tried, now are deceased
They died valiantly for us,
on the other side of the sea
Just a faded memory,
What's left behind--
They should not be forgotten;
not to be put away,
in the backs of our minds
Midnight reaches out, my dreams,
they haunt even my most,
pleasant thoughts now
The specters of the past reach out to me,
I'm plagued by the remembrance of the dead,
They mustn't be stopped, mustn't be forgotten
What's left behind--
Just a faded memory
For those who die, not in war or conflict, but to suicide, murder, and disease. Thanks for reading.