: As the evening breaks The night awakes And the land is mournfully wrapped in silence Sorrow last And remains the past cause this will be my ending
unmade bed Lysergik funeral procession The world is watched Straight from your TV sets Makes you ill Turn off and drop out in spurts Lysergik funeral procession
why you have to die Step into the fire You bloody liar [Chorus:] Follow your obsession Get your funeral procession Follow your obsession Watch your funeral procession
: You make your way but don't belong. I swear youre not the only one. Is that what you've been dreaming? There are other ways of staying strong , than
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: Distantly the chains are falling With an anchor pulling here The moments that are rolling Are rolling in my ear And we are sitting Nowhere here When
: There is no end to this I have seen your face But I don't recognize all these things You must have left behind It's a problem, you know That's been
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: I stood above them all and watched for days. I felt as though my own kind were all that mattered and kept me sane. I gathered them to me, watched their
: I sat above them all and watched for days I felt as though my own kind Were all that mattered and kept me sane I gathered them to me Watched their
There is a major and a minor to the key I'm singing, And all that I can say is that a time will come it will be fun and we'll be singing oh everyday
You arrived to valley of Endless black memories Bloodlust starts You notice the smell of death Time may end, serenade will start Procession of Black
, black dress White faces are for her When the procession of love goes by They search for you Black flowers, black dress White faces are for her When the procession
the lying Injected more, erythematous moisture Beyond high, by the chosen kind Feel it, to breathe evermore Of the wicked of the world, where processions
As you see the people congregated This truly is my finest hour Church bells ring in every city, every town Herald the arrival of a new world order I
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