I see it so vividly
Looking at the city it used to be
Lost in the ability to see
What it has to choose to be
And for that I am here
To bring back that choice
For in this thunderous silence
I have become that voice………
The plan will not be easy to execute
I could with a pass of a hand shoot him and walk out
But I need to make it look like a fight broke out
And with the whole club at war
By accident his brain was blown out
She takes his head
Pushes up his chin
He notices me then
As his world comes to and end
Two shots to the body
One shot to the head
Throw his body across the couch
Tell The Reverend Taylor is dead……
