Blood has been spilt this day
Blood has been spilt this day
The eyes are filled with emptiness
Existence is a chore
To see reality is a curse
Shown life to only have it taken away
Limited edition
The world turns gray
Blood has been spilt this day
The gutters filled with tears
The city is forever stained
A people walk on by
As they walk on up
Stepping on the fingers
Crushing, breaking
Slipping ever further into the grave
Blood has been spilt this day
Hands washing hands
Eyes washing eyes
So there will no longer be the sting felt or seen
The stars have lost their luster
The fountain of life has taken it away
Pain is the cure
Blood has been spilt this day
Take a drink
Though wine has tasted sweeter
But these times have no time for wine
The length of life is in reverse
Water is no longer pure
A soul is no longer innocent
Blood has been spilt this day
Splitting open the destruction that lies within
Disastrous
Spectacular, Spectacular
Light has become a glow
Fear slithers into the cracks
A body gasping for death
Blood has been spilt this day
Swirls of before
A life lived no more
Choking from the ash
A land has been blinded
A people wiped out because they had breath
Stolen and captured by pictures
Blood has been spilt this day
Shots taken in the dark
Bombs killed with poison
Lungs filled with tainted views
A forsaken people
A mistaken lethal weapon
Life worth taking
Blood has been spilt this day
An arm shot up
Bruised and broken
Things get hazy
Down to the floor
Where everything make sense
Dreams flood into nowhere
Captured by the high of the elite
Blood has been spilt this day
A double standard
This is the way
A hand on the heart
To feel it beat no longer has its worth
Three, two, one
Controversy headlines the pages
Blood has been spilt this day
Sight moves to blue and green
Sadness falls like a leaf to water
Floating down the stream of a furrowed brow
Wrinkles of madness
Or is it just a bad way that day
Lost among the figure in the mirror
Blood has been spilt this day
A drop of water
Creates ripples in the storm
Where the experience fades
Stairs lead the way
To a garden filled with beauty
A blink is mistaken for a lifetime
Turned into despair
Blood has been spilt this day
All turns white
And crumbles with one touch
A shadow fills this land
Is there hope for a better day?
This I cannot say
But blood has been split this day
One day these eyes will no longer bleed
For on this day people will be seen
Their voices heard
The marginalized lifted
A role reversal will be dealt and challenged
An alphabet of lies will be cut off
Rising above the blood that had been spilt on that day
So this I say
Pray for that day