Dust blown off the grave
A tombstone of marble crystal
Written with only one name
Carved in a mixture of silver and gold
A spirit unknown
Bring forth the soul from the spirit world
Grave dug from past settlers
Coffin lowered deep inside a hole
Of bitter anger and pain
This soul committed sins
The mistakes, the problems
Sacrificing of themselves to death
For betrayal, heart of cold
Deserving every feeling they hold
Held in their past, released through art
A change every time a problem passes
Filled of depression from a broken heart
And loneliness they feel on their own
I don't blame them for their hurt
I can see why their's sorrow in words
Art intoxicated with feeling's of emotions
An only way that they can be heard
Secretive to express the name on the tombstone
Starts with a letter, and ends with a vowel
The person you seek was killed in past-life
Was death than, must be dead now
Help the painful words get out
Help us live a life without darkness