A Lost Not Burdened by Joe K.

He is and was what we could be
A shattered life lost in vein
A broken soul behind the glee
But for the body no one claims

It’s been said he took a vow
To be remembered in this town’
Its funny that they say this now
For his death hath drawn no frown

Unspecified was his true fame
He saw no lofe he harvests pain
With us all he played his game
His happiness, we watched it wane

And after all is said and done
This haunted town, this holy place
It seems to me he’s had his fun
We lost the man who had no face