The Family

Songs are sung so bitter sweetly,
By the people drapped in black,
They sing songs of sorrow,
And those who'll never have their lives back,
They sing forever,
Their lovely dead songs,
They call to the ones like them,
The ones who will be sad forever on,
They feast day and night on the poor people,
Killing all hope for escape,
They make them one of their own,
Each are very genuine and not at all fake,
They will give you a voice,
To join them in song,
You them must sing with them,
Sing forever on,
They walk among us,
Impossible to see,
You just might one day,
The day you are forced to join their army,
They are your true family,
The lovely dead creatures,
They will take you in,
Then they will give you their features,
Love your new family,
Sing with them too,
Join in with their chorus,
For now their is nothing you can do,
Welcome to our family,
Our family draped in black,
You are now one of us,
Abandon all hope,
Do not look back