The Grey Massacre

In the battle of the obscure

Tragic death so suddenly

Slowly unlatches the leather strap

Roaming mortals so divine

Deadly intention, with the will to kill

Eyes locked, your heart pounds

The grey massacre, a familiar sight

Substance of fire, the visible truth

Modified version of an alternate reality

Deadly intention, with the will to kill

Eyes locked, your heart pounds

Grey massacre...seared into the flesh

I see this world, I see it dead

Accumulate and multiply the victims of the dead

What always was, will ever be

Dark risen force, repeated history

It's all the more tragic, that they were young

But have they lived very, very long lives

They could not have expected, nor they would have wish to see

As much of the mad and macabre as they have seen that day

For them an ideal summer afternoon drive became a nightmare

In the battle of the obscure

The grey massacre, a familiar sight

Modified version of an alternate reality

Grey massacre...seared into the flesh

I see this world, I see it dead

Accumulate and multiply the victims of the dead

What always was, will ever be

Dark risen force, repeated history