Born from Pain - An Early Grave

Who would've guess I'd meet an early grave
Like my brother before me, gunned down at just 18
We lay side by side, flowers placed upon our stones
The day the shots rang out, blossoms could not break the ice

White snowfall turned red when it hit the ground
My soul escapes my body through the holes in my chest
Every gunshot echoes with the breaking of another mothers heart
A band of brothers, shot down on a winter night

Written by:
Shane Coleman

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