Scorn

The Gun fires. One. Bang. Two. Bang. Three. Bang.
The hopes and dreams of the young die.
The powerless hide from the scorned mans fury.
Now is the time of Revenge
Pleed for your life. Say your sorry for Gods sake.
The Gun fires. One. Bang. Two. Bang. Three. Bang.
More hopes and dreams are lost.
Who next. I dont want to be next
A banshee like scream comes. A siren of hope.
They destroy one more life.
Did you know that the blood of the Scorned burns.
It burns into your soul, your heart. Never to leave.
Killing you slowly
The gun fires. One. Bang.
The Scorned have had their revenge.