dead roses on a shallow grave

mute coffins in a bloodied rain
thunder ripping out your head
the lifeless eyes the smell of death
you see it....feel it..there's nothing much to say

last whispers in a parking lot
rusted knife's ripping flesh apart
windows pulling down their shades
worried bout the price they'd pay
you see it...feel it..there's nothing much to say

what fear in life
has mad you so cold
throw your swords in the fire
disengage yourself
run like fuckin hell

smoke rising from the damage done
you wanna scream..yer fuckin numb
things will never be the same
its gonna happen again an again
you see it...feel it..there's nothing much to say

(i have since changed the last verse to:
smoke rising from the damage done
you wanna scream but your fuckin numb
all gone ...there's nothing left
just the blood and the burning flesh
you see it...feel it..there's nothing much to say