Letra de Funerailles

Life is pain, pain is lost Life is pain, pain is lost Lost is mine for living wild The innocent are dying They were pure as pure as love Ooh they were pure as pure as love But now they're crushed before the weight of man's desire for self Destruction. War is waste and waste is guilt War is waste and waste is guilt Guilt is mine for watching while my countrymen are dying My man is dead, my love's destroyed My man is dead, old man music lives, HE LIVES.