Funeral Pyres

(ahhhhhhh) (oooohhhhh) Step in the dark where the shadow won't fade (stay back) Counting

the hours with a rusty blade (tick tock) Creeping so slow through

the overgrown weeds Feeding the ground what the cemetery needs (hahaha)

Watch your step, feel the cold!

(Gotta run, gotta hide!)

Underneath the heavy mold!

(Nowhere left to slide!)

Flicker the torch let the firelight glow (burn it) We got the

power from the world below (down deep) Walking on ashes that are

starting to rise

No one can save you from the look in our eyes (nowhere

to run)

Watch your step, feel the cold!

(Gotta run, gotta hide!) Underneath the heavy mold!

(Nowhere left to slide!)

(hahaha) (ooohhhhh) (ahhhhhhh)