• Spinning, whirling, twirling
    Way out of control
    Quickly moving way to fast
    To much to last
    Bullets fly, bullets flow
    Hit by hit, blow by blow
    Landing down in deadly storm
    Rage is growing, never ending
    Tables turn, blood burns
    Pace move faster still
    Hit by hit, blow by blow
    A body lays behind
    Tears slash down
    Apon the cold hard ground
    Two bodys lie still
    Blood on the ground
    Two bodys yet...
    Three are dead
    Three walk away
    Hand in hand
    Once enemys
    Now allies
    Joined by death's cold hands