The Massacre
The night was a blade slicing through the fucking air
Echoes of screams, the devil's fucking snare
Blood painted the walls like a goddamn masterpiece
The canvas of death, no chance for peace
Broken bodies like shattered glass on the floor
Each breath a curse pleading for no more
The streets were rivers flowing red with regret
History's shadow, a nightmare we can't forget
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior, just endless pain
The moon was a witness, cold and unfeeling
Each drop of blood a story, a life fucking stealing
Gunshots like thunder tearing through the night
Hope was a ghost fleeing from sight
The ground was a grave swallowing the cries
Of those who never got to say their goodbyes
In the shadow of chaos, the truth was lost
Lives were the currency and death the cost
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior, just endless pain
The moon was a witness, cold and unfeeling
Each drop of blood a story, a life fucking stealing
Gunshots like thunder tearing through the night
Hope was a ghost fleeing from the sight
The ground was a grave swallowing the cries
Of those who never got to say their goodbyes
History's a liar dressed in a suit of lies
It hides the bloodshed behind a fucking disguise
But the truth is a blade that cuts through the past
Revealing the horrors that forever last
The massacre's a stain on the pages we write
A reminder of the darkness that thrives in the night
No amount of time can erase the sin
The massacre lives on deep within
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior just endless pain
So remember the massacre, let it haunt your dreams
For the blood of the innocent still silently screams
No peace for the wicked, no rest for the soul
The massacre's a story that never grows old
History's a liar dressed in a suit of lies
It hides the bloodshed behind a fucking disguise
But the truth is a blade that cuts through the past
Revealing the horrors that forever last
The massacre's a stain on the pages we write
A reminder of the darkness that thrives in the night
No amount of time can erase the sin
The massacre lives on deep within
Echoes of screams, the devil's fucking snare
Blood painted the walls like a goddamn masterpiece
The canvas of death, no chance for peace
Broken bodies like shattered glass on the floor
Each breath a curse pleading for no more
The streets were rivers flowing red with regret
History's shadow, a nightmare we can't forget
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior, just endless pain
The moon was a witness, cold and unfeeling
Each drop of blood a story, a life fucking stealing
Gunshots like thunder tearing through the night
Hope was a ghost fleeing from sight
The ground was a grave swallowing the cries
Of those who never got to say their goodbyes
In the shadow of chaos, the truth was lost
Lives were the currency and death the cost
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior, just endless pain
The moon was a witness, cold and unfeeling
Each drop of blood a story, a life fucking stealing
Gunshots like thunder tearing through the night
Hope was a ghost fleeing from the sight
The ground was a grave swallowing the cries
Of those who never got to say their goodbyes
History's a liar dressed in a suit of lies
It hides the bloodshed behind a fucking disguise
But the truth is a blade that cuts through the past
Revealing the horrors that forever last
The massacre's a stain on the pages we write
A reminder of the darkness that thrives in the night
No amount of time can erase the sin
The massacre lives on deep within
Welcome to the massacre where the innocent fall
Where the blood stains the ground and the dead stand tall
In the heart of the darkness where the reaper reigns
No fucking savior just endless pain
So remember the massacre, let it haunt your dreams
For the blood of the innocent still silently screams
No peace for the wicked, no rest for the soul
The massacre's a story that never grows old
History's a liar dressed in a suit of lies
It hides the bloodshed behind a fucking disguise
But the truth is a blade that cuts through the past
Revealing the horrors that forever last
The massacre's a stain on the pages we write
A reminder of the darkness that thrives in the night
No amount of time can erase the sin
The massacre lives on deep within
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Writer(s): Shawn Martin
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