This land has been desecrated and all that remains is her; I most hold dear.
Sickness now disease, burden now a plea; waiting for her eternal slumber.
Intrusion; an intruder of the veins with only lead left to ease the pains.
I still control my trigger finger; forever forced for it to linger.
Bursts of cries heard echoing; piercing, shrieking making me weak.
Her craving for the grave is because I failed to show her release from mortality.
Must give in to the begging, pleading for such a sin; promised reunion in heaven.
Residue flies again and again; promised reunion in heaven.
Residue flies one, twice; why was there such a price?
It was only a craving that I couldn't help but satisfy.
Dawn has broken and she is dead.
Silence; oh sweet silence.