Wednesday, April 10, 2013

Moment with Misery

It's the bleeding of the silence
The shining of the knife
Color is hidden in the night
By the sudden ending of a life

Angers breeding in the air
Tainted blood spilled on the floor
Our burning shame; Our deep disgrace
They've boarded up the door

With their violence comes confusion
And our death is his greatest desire
They have locked us in this chamber
Their one choice now is gas or fire

We have lived through his solitude
Like those who came before
The poison seeps into our lungs
You shall hear from us no more

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