Paroles de Funeral Dirge

I think you want the world to end; it’s all that you live for Relying on false predictions, the future is late Inflated egos burn hot with a magnetic pulse Living with this deathbed curse, there is hope for survival Call on the gods of rapture, tell them they are late I was told that tomorrow would never come This is the last day that you will collect our funds Can’t stop the funeral dirge Can’t stop this deathbed curse Can’t stop the funeral dirge The song of death that never ends Apocalyptic march for death We are one in this funeral choir Sing the tune of the funeral song A song of death that that never ends