Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Red Funeral, artist - Sigh. Album song Scenes From Hell, in the genre
Date of issue: 18.01.2010
Record label: The End
Song language: English
The Red Funeral |
The skies are red, so are the dead |
Annihilation by incineration |
Fiery hell, the midnight funeral held |
As the black smokes reach the sky |
They shouted out |
I heard but I had to cover my ears |
Though my ears are already deafened by fears |
I still had to cover my ears |
They want it all, they’ll take it all |
From the victim of reality |
Born cursed, raised in lies |
Though I’ll die with bestiality |
They call it a sin, they call (it) a crime |
Even the stain of blood |
Fear the reaper, curse the deceivers with a spell |
See the cauldron in hell |
Do you believe what I tell you? |
All my blood now swallowed in fire |
See my torment in my eyes that are dead |
See my torment in my lies, (oh) so bale! |
Do you believe what I tell you? |
In the soulless grave where nobody sleeps |
I fear the reaper |
I curse the deceivers |
But where is the curse? |
Feel the fear’s birth |
Do you think I’m the only one to be lost; |
On the path they paved with the past? |
Do you think I’m the only one to know; |
The truth, few, or none has ever seen? |
Do you think I’m the only one to go; |
On the path they paved with their prey? |
Do you think I’m the only one |
Do you think I’m the only one? |
Die blind, death behind you will die |
In the scorching nightmare, the smoke fills the air |
A funeral in red, black are the dead |
Die blind, death behind you will die |
The fire storms everywhere |
The fear spreads to hell we’re led |
Under their crooked claws |
Comes death, so cold and clean; |
The ring-giver is now a bringer of disaster |
A bringer of misery, a bringer of misfortune |
They preyed my blood |
It’s black and bleak |
It’s the blood of (the) beast born just to feed |
I prey my heart to play my part |
I know it’s just a fairytale untold in pain |
To breed the sheep and destroy the seeds |
The seeds that I sow I’ll have to reap myself |
Forced to bleed to feed their greed |
This is a mass funeral in red! |
Vice on virtue |
Victory on vanity |
Fire is so cold though my blood is boiling in my veins |
Vice on virtue |
Victory on vanity |
Answer me now |
I will laugh in pain |