On a bright hot lonely day in an elementary school a couple blocks away the weatherman called for a forecast of early graves
In classroom full of kids whose only job was to be well behaved who’d thought there was a monster on the way
See something in his mind snapped and he’d gone insane pulled a gun on his mother in a fit of rage
I can only imagine the look on her face as she closed her eyes and she prayed before the gunshot that took her life away
Now he’s on a mission to show the world his pain packed a bag full of guns for the start of the school day
A 1st grade teacher with blood on his face stumbled out into the hallway to give the kids a chance to run away
A small school laid to waste the bodies of our future littered the place a young man with a heart filled with hate saved one last bullet so he could escape.