Gunshots heard
People screaming
And we learn
We never die

Angels are here
People are dead
Our future is near
The devil has come

Listen for the silence
It’s not here
Wait for the shadows
It’s not there

Body unmoving
Chest not rising
Doesn’t matter
They don’t have to breath

Thinking they’re gone
Mourning for the loss
But tell me
How can memories die?

Notes: If I hear one more person say it was choppy I will skerwer you, I know it's choppy by now!