It starts with loss,
The family torn apart, the friends lost and the peace shattered
By the darkest hearts, the most powerful weapons and the harshest diseases
Then comes grief with its tear-stained face and its anguished cries,
Drowned out by the speed of life
It doesn't make sense.
What did we do wrong?
Why is Heaven against us?
Along came misery with its stone cold silence
Bereaved hearts long encased in an iron shell, if only to fend off
The cold gun in their hands and the ledge of the roof in front of them
If there is a Heaven waiting for us to see our loved ones,
Let our death be hastened.
But the body hesitates and the mind awakens from its slumber
Roused by a single word
Heaven is going nowhere, it can wait a while longer
Justice has waited too long.
First comes loss, then grief, and then despair…until all that's left is defiance.