I have NO ideas, it's meant to be about the holocaust if that helps.
Here’s death all around me, never gives up,
The fields are bloody red, but I see black,
Where I am is not certain, death, abrupt,
And there is my brother, with a coal sack.
My family missing, like a lost key,
But I know that there will be no locksmith,
We loved each other, now its misery,
Death all around me I thought it a myth.
I wish I was like that sparrow over there,
Flying with my wings, gliding over hills,
Perhaps a man on a gentle white mare,
Galloping away with all of the thrills.
Through the death I see the light, it will come,
Although the light, the future is fearsome.
Any ideas welcome!!
Here’s death all around me, never gives up,
The fields are bloody red, but I see black,
Where I am is not certain, death, abrupt,
And there is my brother, with a coal sack.
My family missing, like a lost key,
But I know that there will be no locksmith,
We loved each other, now its misery,
Death all around me I thought it a myth.
I wish I was like that sparrow over there,
Flying with my wings, gliding over hills,
Perhaps a man on a gentle white mare,
Galloping away with all of the thrills.
Through the death I see the light, it will come,
Although the light, the future is fearsome.
Any ideas welcome!!