murderous call

screams fill the room

fear fills the nation

with in my head another occasion

time by time

crime its self seems like repeated act

every detial comes closer within that

a gun, a knife

all the same song

lives lost, items stole

candy for the weakend soul

to begin the chorus

economy what have you done to me

then followed by

oh voices in my head,

why should they be dead

to end the song the slow beat of the many hearts

lost souls and stupid decisions

cast themselves upon your tears

as you rot in your cell for many more years

this song not a song at all but the killers...

murderous call

Author's Note

plz ignore spelling and grammar

Reviews

[Dillon Cotter]

This has good imagery, from emotions and sounds. I like this write. Powerful.

-Will