Someone has died

Something inside of me knows

And is grieving their death already

But what did they die from? 

 

I know it wasn't natural,

But a murder

And now I want to investigate

Trace my steps

Back to when they were once breathing

Before they were chopped off with an axe

Like a tree for the lumber

They were sacrificed before the gods

Burned in the fire

With their blood poored out before them

 

The pictures I've taken at the crime scene

The evidence I've placed in the bags

And bindles

The body in the bag

Although it will never move again

It still speaks to me

Calls my name

Tries to tell me who did it

But I can't make out the words

The spirit is saying

 

It shows me an orb

Puts me in a trance

Takes me back

To the scene

Moments before the tragic fate

Of the brutal crime

When they were young

Oblivious

Making plans for the night

Getting ready for a party

Before they were taken

Dragged to the depths of the grave

As they are hacked like a beast

With the merciless axe

 

I yearn for the body

To come back to life

Because I can't accept

A life so young, 

Could create a death so long

I want to rest

But I haven't reached heaven yet

I'm still in purgatory

Waiting for the fire to be put out

But knowing the body

Might want to go home

And knowing the spirit

Might want to travel further

I decide to bury it underground

 

As the people crowd around

And I confront the casket

The casket seems to stare at me intensely,

Warning me, 

As behind me I feel

The axe murderer creeping up behind me

Haunting me,

Waiting for me to become their fox

And be caught in the foot trap

And captured in the net

Before he feasts on me