Below

"Father when you stand above my grave

staring down and what could not be saved

watch me lowered to the darkest place

don't you wipe those tears, off your face

never dealt with conscience or said a thing

even bees feel pain as they sting

hope that I kept some order

since my sacrifice meant nothing"

provoked to exist, like smoke in the mist

we all fade away from claws

the sickness in laws we made...

when children just fade away

so let your eyes weep upon my own

and don't be silent for my esteem

what was then so proud now bares no tone

only in silence you'll hear me scream

loss of self, nothing left

just a shadow oozing breath

loss of sight, emission of disgust

what I trust left me (am I owned?)

humans are disposable and everybody

knows the young blood soaks the soil

but nothing ever grows behind these

dark lines where the sun does not shine

(and in case that it does) the stench

fills up our minds as our soul shares its

stench with the world from this trench

as we die on this earth for their bullshit

this bullshit

what have we died for? we died in vain