The sound of blood spilling on your pure hands.
the sound of hate and pain.
the sound of bare footsteps on sand.
the sound of never breathing again.
it takes time to heal all wounds, but nothing mends a death.
what do you say when you caused someones final breath.
how do you live with a murder in place.
how can you breathe when you're so far from grace.
to all of those people who took whats not theirs.
oh how i hope you drown in your tears.
you are the ones who birth so many fears.
to you it seem that no body cares.
just know what its like to lose something dear.
just feel the pain of your last mortal breath.
just know how it feels to be ripped from your care.
and i hope you have a painful death.
so now i must tell you what you need to know.
so you can feel it as you go.
your final breath is a pathetic attempt to clear your blood filled lungs,
if only you had been hung........
