My Precious Falls
Intro...

Writer writes about a wall of death,
On this wall are people names that have died...

I do like my country that changes a name of a...
I do like my council to ignore the problems of...

Standing high on this mountain of truth that I am...
I have never let people get in my way to get to...

Take a moment to sit back and enjoy!
We are told hunting is banned in Britain...

I remember a time where someone could speak from...
while the police would walk on never oppressing...

Here lies a broken man from system of Britain.
Here lays a leader to lead people in the future...

Each and everyday, I think about suicide,
Britain is a place for the dead thinkers...

I can see you hurting inside,
A world passing you by...

Outside my window is a dull and cloudy sky,
The weather reflects my feelings of misery...