[Day of Hate, War, and Love by Jason Branton]

 

Good morning heartache
what brings you to my doorstep?
You’ve come to take me away and kill me now?
Well I will pack my things, throw away cherished memories
If you would only give me a moment please
We walk hand in knife through the destroyed streets
Of all the other hearts you've come to reap
My tour guide through broken lives
You’re the one we all despise
And how you you haunt me
In all my dreams
My heart no longer beats
It only screams

Good day to you sweet war
Tell me who have you killed
And did you have a good time
In your slaughtering?
Can I see the blood and bones that you’ve left behind?
Let us hurry before they are buried in due time
You’re the one we love and hate
only you we can create
Armies drums no longer beat
Their battles now only a date

Good Night to you my love
I’ll never see you again
You better be a good girl now that I’ve left you
Inside my body aches
From the things you've done to me
But I wont come back to see you
I’ll be dead
in a blazing glory...
...I’ll surely fall...
..my heart stops beating..
..in hell I crawl.

 

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