Humanity's victims

The suffering
     In the cemetery
  You can feel 
         The smell of death and 
      Grief
The inevitable grief
    The long years of hope
         And despair 
   In the eyes of the victim
       That lay buried
 Grief 
   is grief 
       Grief 
   Dying 
          In the crosses of the cemetery
   And the grief that lays within 
        The worms in the dust
    Building tunnels of light 
         In this park of death and despair 
              The death 
  Of humanity's victims