That's the scene of the crime
Children are swarming in the distance but don't look there, it's closer than you'd think
It's right here at this tree. He doesn't seem to be attracting a lot of attention
It's just a tree
Until I round the corner and I see the head of a man leaning against the trunk.
I see the man's head
It is covered with flies
I see the man's mouth it is open
I see the man's head and I know he is dead
I'm not so scared
to see the man's mouth it spills over with blood
I take a step I'm not so scared there's blood under my shoe
I see the man he is dead
I see the dead man he is closer than I thought.