Keep the pace in disregarding the past Everyone is sure that he's to leave last No one will care if you pass of too fast Couple of days and your photo's in rust
Sudden bursts of desecrated cries Mess is held and now you're all free to run Keep your words for celebration days Living need them more than carried away
Counting the days after burying is done Wait for new roses and rays of new sun Dark eyes of graves are now fading away Left all the dead in the outworn day
Good bye, I will meet you someday In the morning skies Good bye, I will keep my eyes wide open To see your mellow shine
Smile at my ash Dance in my dust Wrap in my flesh Run on my crust
Bones see no sympathy No mercy they need But ravens above me Are gathering speed
They look with contempt On your bright joyful faces Your well-ironed laces You feared to be wept
Counting the days after burying is done Wait for new roses and rays of new sun Dark eyes of graves are now fading away Left all the dead in the outworn day
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