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Be still brave child
Lay pale skins before me
Undress them, let white castles shine
(Then please forgive my name...Death)

Brushing scythe through soft crops that bend and fall in multitudes
(For no reason, for all time, for eternity)

Behold the truth of our demise.
Out of ruin we ll arise.
We ll rise from darkness,
from burden - to light with joy.

Oh beautiful valiant, take us from night,
from dark the mighty king
- unfolds as light.

Now the snow just as might lay
cloaking all the remains
shrouding of all the wounds
and sores
of losses and fatigue
with pure, white
amnesia

Tears in my eyes
Tortured and twisted
The emotions of mine

Pain and decay, all of the kind
Surround mankind until it dies

The soul will be

In our cruel history's aftergloom
Mankind's treason brought it's children doom
The thin texture between wrong and right
Mostly broken by those who saw the light

The fundamental laws of our universe
As they are tought us by our greatest curse
And they are so right those who administer the truth

Funeral - 1994 - Beyond All Sunsets - Demo

The winter eats into me
It snows in my heart
I always bear my heart
Naked outside of me

Like a tingeling bell

Uniting with the soil
Clasping the earth and its endless mould.
Preserving its soft mire
Underneath heavy lids.

Tired by the weight, of the world,
Blinded by its cruelty,
And linger in my tomb

Holocaust, freedom lost
The price we pay, for living our way
Obey the norm, conform or be gone

Please just let us die alone
We are soon going home
We are not fit to live among you
Prejudice makes itself true

Here I lie
Awaiting to die
No cigarettes
No drinks after eight
Here I lie
Medication cut down
To preserve my breath
To postpone my death

The aeons, by they go
They will never let you know
Shining down on fields of doom
Tribulation casts a blood-red moon
Immortality in death
How I long for my last breath
Covering the lands, a blinding fog
Keeps them ignornant of their holy dog

World of pain,
Aflame with sadness.
Shrouded with ails
Unspeakable 'lest my mouth spills.

The beckoning of flowers bent
With the weight of sorrow.
Of stones with names

Summon the winds and swear
If ever my God you were
Like silver in the morning-fields
I'd give my life for you

I do not exist
I am but two eyes and a shadow
I would make you see

Please excuse me if I do repulse thee
I have still not found the strength to end it
So I silently withdraw from your society
To await for life to release its grip on me

So many souls condemned to live isolated and alone
Human warmth is swiftly dying in your perfect world

The fragrant rose sweet scented no more
Life, answer my yearning
Please grasp my life, beautiful one
And I'll be yours forever

Like weeping, the heart is mute
Sorrowfilled, and dead
The red pain in my swan-song

May I wear you this night
As we marvel at our death
I would wane within your art
As you would become me

Like ashes circling the pyre
With virtues of the seraphim
While prancing indifferently

A leper seated on the corner of a street in the new world
Crying sorely, as he was destined for so much more
Nobody helps him, they are busy reaching for the sun
No more love or care, the leper is the last one

He was the strongest, he was determined to help the weak
He caught what he fought, the hatred of a world gone sick
Condemned for an imperfect world, the path to hell in sight

Abandoned empathy
Is this how life ought to be
A grander theory
Morality replaced with greed

Vice become virtue
And virtue unwise
Material fortune

When I weep on your shoulder
you caress me with the warmest embrace
Tears are not a comfort
but truly a great suffering

Scarring of the soul a reminder of
the bitterness,
gained through the years and years

Grow strong
and learn to fly
Do not for an instant
consider
the circling death above
nor the slithering one
below

Time to depart and breaking the seal
Pour red wine and the softest of lips
Oh, wish me well and I go

Tower your strength, an ascendance to hell
Cut me deep with your ignorance
and leave me be

When nightfall class the earth,
shadeless flowers sleep.
Mankind lies in emptiness,
all the mourners weep (in silence).

We stride towards sick winds,
rain fills our lungs,
God s tears inside?

Tearful against empty heavens
I again bow to this soil and weep
As a mute mess of clouds crumbles the light
Roses of blood, come and dwindle

These watery eyes from where the tears do fall
The wounds which no tool can erase
Minutes long for hours

I kneel to you
I bow to you faithfully
I bid you long farewell
but spit out my name, you will
come yield to me
I yield to you

You lay as though dead