Song Of The Forgotten

A sweet melody made by the dead
Those lost, yearning to be found
Voices singing whats left to be said
If you believe, you can hear death's lonesome sound

A song in the silence, so loud
Beauty in voices forgotten with time
A story needed to be heard, ignored by the ignorant crowd
Truth needed to be told, hidden in the Lost's rhyme

And when death comes looking for you
There will be nowhere to run, no where to hide
Your voice will live on, even when no one remembers you
It was only your outer shell that died

Your voice will join with those of the past
Your sleeping soul awakened, to sing the forgotten song
A melody that'll forever last
Your voice will join with death's, so strong

You'll sing the song of the forgotten
A song forgotten by the living, a song made by the dead