Tears of the Dead
black mourning death march
acolytes carry ash scars
procession of cold hearts
rein from the locust tears
cast forth them gray skies
devils asking god why?
where is your mercy now?
hiding in the living eyes?
"chorus"
pour from the night
soaking us with their tears of the dead
pour from the night
soaking us in their tears of the dead
winter kiss deceased lips
fall tugs at lifeless skin
be still now in hallowed ground
darkness pulls a mortal down
cacophony of sadness
can't awake the emptiness
weeping makes the moon bring
those who've passed we'll never see!
amongst the fog a graves grove
casket lowered and closed
Saturday the dead know
no return from this show
gray clouds keep crying
encase the dreaded eulogy
a still from the other side
the living asking god why?
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