Obsequium Funeris 歌詞

Encompassing shell We pretend to destroy what our eyes cannot see Joyful, sweet Hell Funeral rites for the procession of man Thrice strikes four the bell We pretend to cloak ourselves from within Wish them well Their time surges onward into the ground Radiant, beautiful death! Absorb! Absorb what the carrion holds as true! Nothing remains on this world torn asunder Extract your revenge for all is lost The eye, the seer, the tree, the believer Tokens of value from the great Deceiver Stored away for a darker day We keep inside our secret things Funeral rites for the procession of man Abandon your dreams for all is lost