Be Where You Should Be, and Nowhere Else
Broken picket fence
In sporadic stand
Outside this eerie house
On a cold misty land
Windows lit
For many years
It's where the killings
Leave their tears
The lights remain
A beacon of life
Intruders in the dark
Ending lives
A tree in naked stance
Towers in a darken grey
Dead leaves grace her branches
No green to decay
A normal family evening
Pure innocent flow
Five souls in contentment
In flesh and body blow
In hunger for their greed
The reapers seeds grow
In through the back door
Searching as they go
Their intention was to rob
Self control raged their minds
To leave their place of plunder
Leave the living lives they find
Something snapped inside them
Triggers easily squeezed
Five hearts beating
Lying in deathly wheeze
The cost of what they've taken
Priced against a life
To be somewhere, where they shouldn't be
Counting up their strife
Many months of policing
A courtroom awaits
This bravado gang
Their future fate
The judge has decided
On a chair they will sit
A lever will announce
That's the end of it
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