Lletres:
Sentenced The Funeral Album

Approaching the moment now Long hard journey in its end Starting to loom right now, The final round and then it hits you It kicks you, it slicks you

All bridges on fire! As onward and onward we ride. The smoke rises higher; higher... Up the ever-darkening sky. So quickly everything swirled;

this one last thought so calm and still It wasn't all that bad or was it? Now fulfilled it doesn't only hurt to end it now ... The funeral ... The

Must have been a week since she drew the curtains down. I don't know if it's night or day, and I don't care. Our hope seem so bleak, but she's pulling

He's gone, he's dead His remains are upon the hearse ahead Silently we wander though that if he's free Is this the end? Your journey is over and I descend

I am stunned, you caught me by suprise It's so damn wrong, you outdid yourselves Beaten numb, I didnt see you sneaking round the corner, how could I?

Think of your lifetime as one day It's fading away The shadows are growing long Think of existence as a flame That as rainstorm clouds they ride along