FUNERAL PARTY

White faces all around
no one I know
it's a party for me

These words I ear
aren't for me
crying plastic tears

The worst of the sinner
is becoming a saint
I will laugh in chains

Purified in the rain
burned in fire
regards for my destiny
blood as the river
poison in the sky
six feet under

they're eating me
my pain and sin
Nothing left to change
Nothing left in vain

This jackals desire
all things I had
with hungry eyes

What I had before
is here with me
sins and hate

I hope you have
my thorns in life
solitude in death

Broken dreams
thoughts of destruction
my present for you
blood as the river
poison in the sky
six feet under

they're eating me
my pain and sin
Nothing left to change
Nothing left in vain

Voices in my mind
I wear my darkest clothes
of ashes and fog

Bells play for me
and my misery
Nothing left to change
Nothing left for you!