Welcome to my funeral,the first step has been done In the hearse I lie down & shelter among four candelabra In front of me the rainbow is still the last farewell to this life An hail to death I'm bewildered about my condition Look at my body,look at my coffin What happened to my body,what has been of my soul Double shade of soul drama There's silence among those present an I'm gaining round in burial procession So I'm not wrong...they're crosses in graveyard Who cares if they know or not Looks like the death built this place As to say "We are with you" I'll come back telling you the story of the cross All those crosses,talk about themselves Sometimes they sing,sometimes they cry Understand the symbol of the cross What's the secret concealed There are many things in the place called death I don't know if anything but this... I rest in solitude with a sense of fear,in an inner silent void Dead carry my cross & my flame,stare confused united To the procession of shadows going toward the veil,mortal decay Is this my new state,or it's the coming one The real things of the funeral are graveyard crosses The ones concerning life,or the ones concerning death Again the veil in front of me Like when I'm wrapped in you mortuary drape You have revealed & shown an unknown doom It's a return to death's dawn,death's revenge Necrobell toll,ancestral force Resting with a doubt Silently deep darkness Misantropic feelingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
