Shaking with an empty hand
Silent echoes, bloody man
Screams of life, crouch of death
Grasp the ground, with one last breath
Sirens ring, The curch bell tolls
Bloody hands, on lifes parole
Angers won, thought has lost
A trigger, pushed, our lives criss crossed
And bleeding are we both today
The church bell tolls to lifes decay
A present, of a grand bouquet
A thousand rounds, without delay
A volley of uncertainty
From a place, still far unknown
I'd give you back your life, my friend
But this lifes now, not my own
A thousand rounds to pierce the heart
A thousand, thinking, back to the start
Your standing there, alive again
But I have joined these guilty men
I have joined lifes time out
I have swallwed all my doubt
I have lived atop the throne
Once living, now, my life unknown
I have lived, but dead, I moan
I'd help you, if I had my own
 
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