Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Funeral Rites , by - Shadow Project. Song from the album The Complete Collection, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 14.11.2014
Record label: Cleopatra
Song language: English
Funeral Rites |
| Everybody is afraid… death |
| Much is holding things back |
| Nobody is content right now |
| With the world they’d created |
| Their minds all locked by fear of death |
| Secret newsreel — prepare communication |
| White enamel cages slowly bury sorrow |
| In brain-dead fever |
| Time separates God from the hangers-on |
| Death to the faithful |
| Death to the faithful |
| Death to the faithful |
| A moth enters beneath |
| Distant fingers |
| Hung on brass |
| Ornamented claws |
| Illuminated ruptures |
| Skin slowly metal |
| Child world |
| The clap battered old demigods |
| Heaven knows where this dream lay buried |
| (Fall wearily downward) |
| Heaven knows where this dream may fall |
| (Winter blood in the tower walls) |
| Who lives in the fifth floor funeral |
| Safe in equestrian sympathy? |
| A muse demanding to be judged in utter silence? |
| Bitter mystery |
| Soul of barbed wire, crowned with dust |
| I hardly know my brother |
| Cleared up, laid to rest |
| This downhill image weeps and sails out to sea |
| This downhill image weeps and sails out to sea |
| See? |
| And all the sorrows of the days |
| Shall hold their grace against the grey |
| Of simple mockery on display |
| Of one another’s price to pay |
| Roses scattered, love decays |
| And the funeral rites begin |
| As a frozen charmless grin |
| Wipes the smile from off his face |
| Upon his memories disgrace |
| Lingering mark, his last mistake |
| Secret newsreel — prepare communication |
| Double reunion, lest we forget |
| Body wise filth |
| Words formed in seedless baptism |
| Plague of flesh and rock bleeds red |
| Defecate salvation upon presumptive fathers |
| Green hands prey inside frustration |
| Let us therefore come boldly unto grace |
| Enter the hole of Earth that we call death |
| Fear not |
| Oh the heavenly chimes they are singing |
| Resounding, deafening, screaming |
| Question then the question of reason |
| Skin baptised in treason |
| (Body lies still) |
| A visionless mind dwells within |
| (Body wise filth) |
| Union of dismantled dreams made flesh |
| Torn asunder in this nightmare flesh we call life |
| No salvation for you brother |
| Sour merchants of the sacred heart |
| Obscured by clouds |
| Testaments of fire and stone |
| Hold the earth, cracked and frail |
| Green skull, a dark elaborated mind |
| Choking lines to this smothered corpse |
| Great mysteries revealed |
| The great mystery revealed |
| And all the sorrows of the days |
| Shall hold their grace against the grey |
| Of simple mockery on display |
| Of one another’s price to pay |
| Roses scattered, love decays |
| And the funeral rites begin |
| As a frozen charmless grin |
| Wipes the smile from off his face |
| Upon his memories disgrace |
| Lingering mark, his last mistake |
| Secret newsreel — prepare communication… |