For all that have loved

Passion from the throats
the throats of my brothers
i hear the chants of these men
they have a story to tell

From countless days to
listless lovers i have fought
for an epidemic to spread

one of passion and thought throughout

But where these absent people reside
there is fear and loathness

i wander, i wander through
these vacant minds of anguish

And i yell there is no hope
there is no chance
for these souls are lost
out of reach and despondent .....

To Be Continued......