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A Dirge of the Funeral Sort
And I don’t understand As I lay here in bed The words in my head The words of the dead As I lay here in bed And the marching band plays To the rhythm I say In the cold of the day The rhythm I say As the funeral band plays I say good bye to the world For I never understood Was love really good Did I live as I should I never understood The perceptions of this mind What was lost ill never find Was this life ever mine Was fate ever kind The perceptions of my mind And they play on and on Forever the song In a key that is wrong On a day that is long As they play on and on the clouds cover the sky Hiding the lie That we all must die No matter how we try In hiding the lie The ghost tolls the bell To the black gates of hell I stumbled and fell In the blackness called hell To the toll of the bell Reaching up a hand To the living land Choking on sand As I grasp with my hand The life of the land Joining in the choir The chorus is fire Death! called the cryer As the flames rose higher To the tune of the choir All pass through fire
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