Dark Days

Underlying religious discrimination (how some people act...i should know..)

Dark days dwell in me
The souls of all the dead
Place a ring of roses
Upon each corpses head

The spirits are all weeping
For loved ones who have passed
Thinking as the days go by
"This day might be the last"

In the valley of the shadows
Where all the dead men lay
I bow my head in sadness
But then I look away

I wander along the path
Alone without a friend
I carry with me a message that
One day to god I'll send

"Those who are your people
Who loved you with all their heart,
Stray a little from your guidence
Then you tore them all apart."

"I just don't understand
How you with no ill will
Can give so many illness
And then proceed to kill"

"Maybe I will never understand
We all follow you like sheep
But never did we give a damn about
Those who wander off, and weep"