(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 [bad word] one with death
I yearn for pain
Me more scorn and strength
You’ll hear my yell

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
mournful cry
delicate velvet vault
Will receive my body for worms