Horror

Here we go now,
Walking through life with not a care in the world,
And then we see the news,
Quickly turn away, can't see that.
Seeing is believing, war is unpleasant,
Death imperative to the structure of life;
Shall we go now, what are we here?
Decaying corpses, have you seen the morgue lately,
See if there's a loved one nearby to comfort,
Making you forget what's in life.
Fragile beings completes our race,
Waiting for disaster to strike,
In the latest moment, back turned,
Time to visit the morgue again.
What we have left, nothing but a compromise with the devil;
Keep them alive, take your soul,
What's here, what do you have but only a fragment of memory?
Leave them here, they die,
Take them away, sell their soul;
Mystery and imperative sanctions,
Your fate is death,
Angry and lost, nowhere to go and you can't turn anywhere,
Everyone knows you're meat to the Master of The Pit,
Left you here with buggage of sin,
Fried and forsaken that's it for you.
See the gates of Hell,
The hound that sees you past with a smirk,
Nothing is what it seems,
Can't be saved can't be heard,
Free to live with murder, it's all good,
Welcome to the Horror.