an essence of death
look at this old cemetary capturing souls that never left,
its a lockdown of life, an essence of death,
is it the bad motives that lead us to bad decisions,
they say stick to what you believe in while people die for there religions,
theres little boys and girls with their finger held on the trigger,
there life seemed low so they pulled it to see if itll get any bigger,
theres succides and homicedes that happen every fifteen seconds,
as one person is seven feet under the other person is sentenced,
theres riots in the capital protesting on what they believe,
with all the violence in this world what happend to a peaceful society,
this world is messed up in more than many ways,
but we cant dwell on the things that fade away,
now your back at the old cemetary that caprured souls that never left,
its a lockdown of life, an essence of death.