C-4

Sunset, red clouds, horizon

The smell of death pollutes the air

Breaching, preaching walking

A silent man crawls from his lair

Lights are all fading

Ravens fill the air

Winds start burning

The temperatures rise

Eyes are flashing

As they are fed with hate

They follow the road

To a terrible fate

Blind and numb they hail their leader

One sheep is leading the rest to their doom

Blind and numb they hail their leader

One sheep is leading the rest to their tombs

Bodies are burning

People are crying out loud

Ashes to ashes

As they all fade in shrouds

Brain washed they commit the murders

One sheep is leading the rest to their doom

Brain washed they commit the murders

One sheep is leading the rest to their tombs

Leafs fall, ashes are burning in the sky, whirling down

Blood stains, bodies lie all around this place, birds sing no more

Birds sing no longer

Numb from the blast

In one moment

Future to past

Distant sounds are approaching, coming close, yet all subdued

Birds sing no longer

Numb from the blast

In one moment

Future to past

These aren't the last of the murders

This isn't the end of the grief