After Death
Burning, Burning flesh swims through the air
Screams of thousands seeking paradise
But we all seemed to be paralyzed
Reliving the wickedness of our past life
Cries, Cries of horror and despair
Screams of thousands seeking paradise
We were analyzed and felt terrorized
If I’d known, never would I pick up that knife
Memories, Memories of pain and blood
It will haunt me for an eternity
I will not regret the blood on the blade
For that wretched human fell with a thud
It will not haunt me for eternity
I watched as the color in him faded
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