We came with nothing and with nothing we'll leave The wheels of fortune has stopped and it bleeds The burning angel and hungry crows They're black eyes that drill holes in our souls The tortured souls that won't find its peace
The endless screams that echo on Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest The night is still yours When you're sleeping with the dead
And he smiles at you as he takes your life It burns inside of you It burns when you die
How sweet and calm, buried six feet under Ashes to ashes and dust to dus The time has come to pay the price When you're left to ro Close your eyes and rest in pain
The endless screams that echo on Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest The night is still yours When you're sleeping with the dead When you sleep with the dead it burns
Lay down with the dead, the funeral has begun No one comes to pay respect, lay to rest The night is still yours When you're sleeping with the dead
Compositor: Alf Peter Tagtgren (Hypocrisy) ECAD: Obra #5386494