life is a blast
gunshots crack
bodies break
mouths agape
eyes wide open
mouths sewn shut
ears full of lies
hearts full of hate
sun is setting now
tempers calming down
water down my throat
i don't dare to hope
this will all end
when i repent my sins
my box is in the ground
with people all around
some cry tears
as i am lowered from ere
my body laid to rest
i hope my soul is blessed
standing guard at the gates
longing the wait
to return again
to cleanse the earth of its sin
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