Flight 9525 where are the dead

Are you dead yet 
When the plane flew into the mountain 
Was it enough to kill you 
To end your life 
To kill your wife 
Your child, your one and only child, 
When the plane hits the mountain 
And fire incinerates 
For the souls that lived, not died 
Upon a mountain 
Where are the dead 
That test of life took 
This pitiful day 
Aim and fire 
Damn I loved that girl 
She was my beautiful child 
As all were beautiful 
Innocent returning home 
The innocent returning home 
Damn,  where is my child?  
That he is a fragment upon a mountain 
That hell took 
That hell shook the children 
Shook the opera singers 
Cooked the flesh of souls 
Took TOOK took 150 
Home now on a mountain 
In coffin's rocks