I write to you
Stories of the damned
Lessons of human demand
Ideas for life to expand
So tell me
Why hasn\'t thy admitted to shame?
To avoid their part in this game?
To admit they\'re still the same?
Why?
With this pencil
I sharpen my skills
To help all thy unclean
Let\'s have faith we can stencil
For it is hope in life everyone kills
Begging to be unseen
For this paper isn\'t just something I write on
But everything I reflect my sorrowful life upon
Where my feelings and emotions can be spawn
Recreate the broken mind
Search for the ideas skattered
Unwind the vile blood of unkind
Blood brothers fallen to be splattered
We hold the key as we read
Interpret our views into reason
For we can grow upon this seed
And recede from treason
As should all hope in here bleed
As the coming of changing season
Be forth thy wisest
In return thou shall be remembered
Be kind be the nicest
The mind shall never be dismembered
I write to you
Stories of the damned
Lessons of human demand
Ideas for life to expand
But thy hasn\'t realized
The hope in trust emphasized
May the future be euthanized
Unless we can still cling to the blessed vine
Than yet our hearts are set out to be divine
From our brains to toes to our very spine
This is the time
Follow the heavenly chime
Begin the new life well deserved
We are no longer desolate
Absentia no longer reigns here