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There are the ruins of us

Jagged edges upwards, clawing at the sky

There, our twisted bodies froze into these forms:

Daggers aimed at unseen hearts

White light came down

We died with a curse nearly past our lips

And fell six shallow feet

It could have been paradise

But the ground was frozen

And all our flesh was swelled with rot

Give us our peace, blistered and broken

So this day might end

Give us a home, barren and black

Shattered asunder

Take from our hands every song

Until there's nothing left

This is our grave, shut like a lock

Stronger than even the stones

Despite our fondest dreams

We won't ever fly from here

Although our hearts are young

It's true, we did fly once

For a moment some years ago

But failed to find the sun

And so we fell

And you are right to doubt us

To say we are all cowards

To think that we were weak

We could have fallen so much farther

Or bled for some much longer

But even then, its here we would remain

Were you there, oh father

When we died beneath the flood?

Were you there?

We called your name a thousand times

Please, let us be forgotten

Though our bodies stain your lands

We may hear your children's faces

But death is all we are

Not love, not life, only the death we died