We came with nothing and with nothing we'll leave
 The wheels of fortune has stopped and it bleeds
 The burning angel and hungry crows
 They're black eyes that drill holes in our souls
 The tortured souls that won't find its peace

The endless screams that echo on
 Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
 No [bad word] to pay [bad word] lay to rest
 The night is still your heart
 When you're sleeping with the dead

And he smiles at you as he takes your life
 It burns inside of you
 It burns when you die

How sweet and calm, buried six feet under
 Ashes to ashes and dust to dust
 The time [bad word] to pay the price
 When you're left to rot
 Close your eyes and rest in pain

The endless screams that echo on
 Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
 No [bad word] to pay respect, lay to rest
 The night is still yours
 When you're sleeping with the dead
 When you sleep with the dead it burns

Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun
 No [bad word] to pay respect, lay to rest
 The night is still yours
 When you're sleeping with the dead