Open your mind; see beyond your realm

Into the eyes where such horrors dwell.

Singing the hymns of this tragedy

Are the voices of the suffering.



The end of our time drawing near

As displayed in the face of the tortured ones.

Entombed in their graves

Voices still screaming for salvation.

That will never come

As thousands more die,

The screams remain

For the ears of the living.

Reminding them all of their death

Hear their cries

Hymns of tragedy.



Rising from within the flames

As the skin of the face slowly melts away

The flesh becomes ash

Screaming is ceased by the touch of death

But those who have seen.

Screams of the burning child

Within their mind.

The cries still ring,

Suffering, waiting for death.

Hear their cries

Hymns of tragedy.