Valensia Burying Heather

Текст песни "Valensia — Burying Heather"

Standing alone
With one hand on the grave
Where are we going to?
Lower the coffin in her open grave
Everyone’s lonely too
Everyone’s lonely too

Now the waiting hours are over
And the temperature’s dropping fast
There’s no hope for absolution
As Rigor Mortis sets in

Standing alone
With one hand on the grave
Where are we going to?
Lower the coffin in her open grave
Everyone’s lonely too
Everyone’s lonely too

Black-gloved hear the church cough
Now the casket has been closed
And the horror is my truism
As the holy water flows

Although I make noise
I won’t wake you
(We’re all mortal, we all are going to die)

Hello, goodmorning
This is your wake up call

Standing alone
With one hand on the grave
Where are we going to?
Lower the coffin in her open grave
Everyone’s lonely too
Everyone’s lonely too

See the morgue light up the graveyard
She lies there where the city ends
The exhaustfumes in November night
Paint a morbid scenery

Stare into you rearview mirror
The corpse is upright and she walks
And your mind sees decomposition
As you step out of the car

Standing alone
With one hand on the grave
Where are we going to?
Lower the coffin in her open grave
Everyone’s lonely too
Everyone’s lonely too

Although I make noise
I won’t wake you

Hello, goodmorning
This is your wake up call

Lie down, Heather, rest you