with the burden of murder upon my soul
it's getting away with the cause
beneath the tongue of thier corpse
where they lay under floor
long time of unburding my soul
and this weight is falling like burning embers
trying to hide these darkened decembers
it's a red hell of burning all around
these burning embers bound
extinguishing hot flames burning cigarette
burning light
now aware of this situation burning life
hot days lay ahead of me
bodies rotting to be unseen
suspicion provoking my conscious
satisfaction of my dirty deed
on these cracked walls they bleed
again the approach of murder on my soul.