Paroles de Cortege

These gnawing hours of darkness Descending pressure, so it is dark now Demons of emptiness gather, they smile Cast a glimpse of what some call evil Somehow the rain falls colder Somehow the rain falls colder Behind the veil, something familiar So deep, so wounded, too much to bear To understand when the flames burn to dust We must enter the room and let one shine to rust Then the roads leading further somewhere Losses transform to sorrow As dwellers on the thresholds, all remaining from us Memories we leave to grow on their hearts Somehow the rain falls colder Somehow the rain falls colder Behind the veil, something familiar So deep, so wounded, too much to bear To understand when the flames burn to dust We must enter the room and let one shine to rust Beyond our reach we lay our eyes On that pain clairvoyance to mortality And we raise a word to utter These fires so bright, we leave a farewell Even if we’ve met before, in dreams, space and time What did we feel, on these poor and barren mortal grounds By the story, when our ways depart Now as we speak and mourn at your Final Sleep Yet, somehow We’ll meet again And until then Journey well