The bullet comes what may,
on this beautiful sun filled day.
the blood which pours from amidst,
shows the body which has been hit.

The shadow forms and slowly moves,
to the side along roadside grooves.
the eyes of darkness fall upon,
its victom is now all but gone.

The heartbeat fades into the night,
as the beats per minutes fade out of sight.
the breath long lost into the earth,
this is a death, a new rebirth.

The person falls unto the ground,
and for his head hits hard unbound.
the flashes comes from journalist and squire,
and sees his house has been set on fire.

no one knows ths persons doom,
but his life faded into night so soon.
the heart beat is now all but gone,
as his soul emerges and feels all wrong.

It wasnt his time to pass through here,
now his life will dissapear.
the things he knew gone to his grave,
the family he loved he could not save.

Tormented in pain as he looks down,
in his hand the reason found.
upon his hand the blood of fate,
the trigger pulled, now a clean slate.

His wife and children mourn their loss,
but feels the grief as she slept with his boss.
the cost of death is not yet known,
this soul passes on as the wind is blown.