Biohazard - Loss (demo)

Upon the memory deceased
The word kindness comes to mind
A person with very few dollars
But a lot of sense
Sense enough to hold
Friendship with the highest regards
No matter what the cost
But most of all
Someone who would give us their joy
To take away our sadness
Someone who we'll all miss deeply

Not eaten or forsaken when he woke up
Didn't ask if today was gonna be his last
An average day in the middle of a life
Terminated by some knife
Chilling, filling with liquid blood
As his boy's bottom line faced down in the mud
You might say this song is in poor taste
But I must discuss the waste

Of lives, of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost?
Can't cry this anger 'til the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

Forty thin lines, anything to count the time
They let a ritual, a loser, three times
Just fucking around, nothing was plugged to the bone
Whatever, the future's unknown
Unless you believe in predestination
Or fate, the letter in termination
It was fucked up, couldn't make out his face
Through the blood, what a fucking waste

The pain's so bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste
So bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste
So bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste

Of lives, of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost?
Can't cry this anger 'til the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

Lost to violent murder, suicide
Another body laid to rest
A timely demise, homicide
Our faith is put to the test
Is there a God?
To God, I just can't believe
Our friend is dead, we're shocked and robbed
Something quite hard to conceive
People dying every day, there's got to be a better way
The lies will blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay
Like the memory of a friend who stood with me until the end
The loss will blow my mind away, the stain of blood will always stay

Of lives, of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost?
Can't cry this anger 'til the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

Of lives, of friends that I have lost
Who pays the price, who pays the cost?
Can't cry this anger 'til the end
It burns inside to lose a friend

It's not for me that I just grieve
But for the families left bereaved
I question whether life is fair
I wonder if I really care
We think we know what life is worth
Until they lower him beneath the earth
Mother crying, forever hurt
My face like stone, I shovel dirt

The pain's so bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste
So bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste
So bad that I can taste (It's over)
What a fucking waste
So bad that I can taste (It's over)

What a fucking waste
What a fucking waste
What a fucking waste
What a fucking waste
What a fucking waste