Tekster: Manufacturer's Pride. Sound Of God's Absence. Departure.

The coldness washes over me
I breath it in, as it fills the lungs I long for release
Place two pennies on my closed eyes
Send me on my way
Under the pall, I?m laid to rest
Set down stream to the Hades?s gates
Separated from this world
Silence in death summons me

Place two pennies on my closed eyes
Send me on my way
Silence in death summons me

The end is nigh
Reminding of life?s insignificance
To die is to become complete
Life granting the last and greatest courtesy
Silence in death summons me

The end is nigh
Reminding of life?s insignificance
To die is to become complete
Life granting the last and greatest courtesy