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White rose of death
Black box of bones
This coffin is my song
A lifeless wreath
On a mossy bed of cold
This tomb is now a tongue
Ruthless mirror of stone
Living monument of decay
A bitter truth
And a foreshadow
Of what you shall become
This rotten fruit
For some, a dinner and a show
But for most, just a lesson
The language may have changed
But the message is the same
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
White rose of death
Black birch of blood
Three psalms on wings of mould
A lecture on rebirth
From a clergy of decay
Each worm is a sermon
Echoes too old to hear
But the message is loud and clear
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
As you are, we once were
As we are, so shall you be
