casket opened up
 family gathers here.

 I've made out a bed
 What you wanted me to have been for your first born.
 Do they mind my life, or celebrate my death?
 Do they celebrate my death?
 This casket, close it up
 This casket, close it up

 No one speaks, no one says a word.
 No one even stands
 This is honesty through passivity.
 Looking away.
 This is ignorance through abstinence.
 You stay away.

 It ends with ashes.
 To destroy the evidence and block the memory.
 Close it up, black it out and remain in a place of solace.