Gun'Cry (Lost in the Moon)
they smiled together just not long ago 5
before the tears
her heart was bitterly taken
by the gunning
living the floor in a mess, 10
instead of tears, they cheers, laugh,
walk and lost in the moon
they will arrive in the noon
On funeral ground
only to squabble over spoons
after be inebrately slapped by wine, 15
You will hear a voice
like "my heart is gone, now my joy
is far away from my soul,
But my innocence means nothing to the wicked
they will fest and obviously feel fine
bloody cry's of the decease
Only the pains takers takes pain
While belovers will happily cry
try'n to put up tears with lies 20
Forgotten every bone will soon dry,
but not with a gun'cry !
The pain takers prayers never exist,
because the gift of nature
will always be the cause 25
of the grief of man
when guns can no more
fight for justice but shares innocent lives,
'cause they smiled together just not long ago
before the gun'cry
living the floor in a mess
her heart was unexpected taken
instead of tears, they cheers, laugh,
walk and lost in the moon.
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