FOR YOU
A life lost is another gained
So do many people say
When a baby is born
An angel gets its wings
The hevans open up
You can hear them sing
None of that means shit
When you gotta lower your brother or sister in a 6ft deep pit
Loved ones throwing flowers on his coffin door
Trying to hold back the tears a little bit more
As they cover him with dirt
His mom holds in her hands his favorite t-shirt
Laying it on his grave stone before she walks away
Wishing in her mind it wud have gone a diffrent way
Now he lays there dead and rotting
Always remembered never forgotten
THIS IS FOR ALL MY FALLEN BROTHERS/SISTERS IN ARMS
AND
THIER LOVED ONES
