He walks through his door with a smile on his face
Unaware of the still silent noise defiling his place
in haste racin to taste the sweet fruits of abiding love
as the branches of tragedy seek root in the sky above
A desperate cry overtakes the winds desolate sigh
He holds his son up close in a nestle and cries

He glances around as the silence enhances the sound
within his ears as his blood races dances and pounds
Unstable or able to breathe, grips the table and pleas
in choking sobs but even this disabled he seethes
And sees all the blood shed on the walls of home
A sanguine scene stained redder than halls in Rome

He found a trail, stale flesh and a river of ruby red
Flashes of light flew through to deliver a woozy head
kept fighting despite blood he was wallowing through
Kept it firm in his mind he had to follow the clues
Feelin the sorrow and blues took a swallow and knew
all were dead he retched till he was hollow and blue

He stood once again anger rising deep in his eyes
stopped weepin to try to solve the evil surprise
seeking to rise he planted his hand on the wall
not plannin to fall as it crumbled to shambles and gall
A tv in the room and he started seein his doom
As sharp honed thoughts of fleeing attuned
A voice in his head said "Yes you followed the clues
just to see the one who carved em hollow was you"