and the wrinkles will cover my grave
Forcing my heart to be filled with the old age
and a dawn wrapped up in a pain
your mourning in me
Burn me in the candles O'Funeralia
and the nails hammered into heavens
Pierce me through burn me
Breathe your mourning into me
and with tears like blood
Washed my night prayer
and I wait for awakening
Dying in a sleep with open eyes
Tied together by a mourning thread
Weaved with veins in one sorrow
and your breath becomes mine
Now we'll fall asleep
Now we'll fall asleep