(The Funeral act)
This is my heart, a silent desert
I feel so empty, I feel so tired
The never ending pain is the mark of life
The harmony of silenced suffering were made
…with blood
Strange withered roses
Laid on my lonely grave
In this hidden valley awaits
The forgotten roses of my grave
…alone
You laugh and cry
You live and die
With emotions without sense
Perceptions of opacity
The course of life
Kill the hope
The sands of time erase the road
I’ll become one with death
I yearn for pain
Me more scorn and strength
You’ll hear my yell
A funeral entombed my heart
And in your dirge
I felt the pain…
…the misery
Sorrow and despair
In the agony
Of the shadows
Of the light
Reveal to me
The secrets of the night
The silence
Of the voices of the dark
Accept my blood
Like sacrifice of death
Of fire of water for the earth
-And thus the flowers fade-
The soft voice of wind
A mournful cry
A delicate velvet vault
Will receive my body for worms
