Bury d Dead

Darkness looms everywhere,a sign of dread in the air
A foul scent of many whom have yet to dead
The scent of dying and decay in the atmosphere
Drop them here,or drop them over there
For it does not matter,in where they lie to rest
For these fools only wanted the best
And soon they shall have the ultimate test
For heaven or hell,up or down
I buried you into the ground
Salty lakes and choirs that sing
As the morning bell ring
The ditch is dug and soon there'll be
Nothing but bones underneath my two feet
Where they shall all meet.
Upon the grave stone I take a seat
Inhaling the scent of those before me
Left and uncared for in one big hurry
The sand in my eyes their flesh it used to be
For you see they have all left me
Rotted and gone
To dirt once more
For what is shall not be
No matter what the plea