Some disease took our trees
Now we wheeze
in the air we used to breathe
Ancient skies opened wide
took one sigh and began to cry and cry
Then one day no more rain
Only grey ashes falling into place
What we do
We've no clue
So we'll crouch in the shadows
until we do
Men with guns took our young
then begun to
start killing everyone
took the lives of our wives
Now we hide in the dark and wait to die
We don't eat
We don't sleep
We just dream that one day
the sun will bleed into our bones
but we all know
life is a pending funeral
The holes that we dig will be our own