DECISIONS: THE END DEAD

Say a prayer for the mountains

A prayer for the sea

The volcano’s eruption

Is a natural catastrophe

Say a prayer for the flowers

A prayer for the smiling grass

The lion will devour

Any prey within grasp

To gain a natural high

With clouds so low

There’s only one good-bye

And only one hello

To reason without question

To gain without greed

Is like folly without tomorrow

To be cut and not bleed