Low. (but not for long).

Down low
where the world is dark
no pin pricks of light
no morning dew
bones without marrow
skin without shine

Down low
despair is king
where the murk resides
dreams come to die
hope is unknown
putrid and humid
hades on earth

Down low
what a place to be
what a place for me

Spirits having flown. (in memory fo the four young men who died viciously for whatever reason).

Spirits having flown
What a price to pay
No matter what they did
There must be another way
The burning of their future
The breaking of their head
The only real truth before us
Is four young men lay dead
May God forgive the sinners
On whatever side they lay
Spirits having flown
Oh what a price to pay
Oh what a price to pay.