Thoughts At A Funeral
Memories of your corpse just laying there. No breathe inside your chest. Frozen still, and soo cold to touch. Yet how beautiful,i'm happy your at peace.
And from the ashes of our despair, risen strength that came from tears. Mourning all the sacred years, where we overcame all the weakest fears. Watch me brother from the depth, this world hasn't seen nothing yet!
Even all the souls that kept, your friends who hold you dear to death. Unite with the wisdom that, far and near between, we are on a brighter path,burning weakness in our wake, with these hands, we are masters of our fate.
Could we be soo wise to fortell our doom,and be soo lucky that our friends could carry on the casket, to bury the gloom. And on my friends, will we tread. In the shadows of all the dread. Fear not living,because we are not dead.
Knowing this, the hurt that lingers, gives the heart, and air to whisper, of your voice that's carried through the wind, and in my solace, i hear you sing. " I am proud in my netherrealm, one day you will see, that we walk in flames, and i'm truly free"
And from the ashes of our despair, risen strength that came from tears. Mourning all the sacred years, where we overcame all the weakest fears. Watch me brother from the depth, this world hasn't seen nothing yet!
Even all the souls that kept, your friends who hold you dear to death. Unite with the wisdom that, far and near between, we are on a brighter path,burning weakness in our wake, with these hands, we are masters of our fate.
Could we be soo wise to fortell our doom,and be soo lucky that our friends could carry on the casket, to bury the gloom. And on my friends, will we tread. In the shadows of all the dread. Fear not living,because we are not dead.
Knowing this, the hurt that lingers, gives the heart, and air to whisper, of your voice that's carried through the wind, and in my solace, i hear you sing. " I am proud in my netherrealm, one day you will see, that we walk in flames, and i'm truly free"