Funeral Verse
Our Hollow, Our Home
Watch me decay, fall to ash and emery
Fading away into the eternal darkness
Am I sick or just too self-aware?
I’ve never been this close to the casket
Embrace the death of me
Should I give in, 'cause the reapers calling me?
I'm holding on for you
Will you remember me
When my bones are cold and six feet deep?
'Cause I'm holding on for you
So say you’ll remember me
On the tip of your tongue, not a distant memory
I'm still holding on for you
And in the dead of night as I lie awake
I will try to navigate, the tempest of mortality
Whilst the shadows are taunting me
I'm so detached from the physical world
So cast me to the fire, my soul will be purged
But I just need to know
Will you remember me
When my bones are cold and six feet deep?
'Cause I'm holding on for you
So say you’ll remember me
On the tip of your tongue, not a distant memory
I'm still holding on for you
Carry on, in the light of the dying Sun
I won’t be the catalyst of forlorn hope
Carry on, don’t carry the burden
Let me go so you can live
This is my funeral verse
I am devoid of life
Subjugated suicide
Don’t wanna go, but time is borrowed
Trapped in the cycle of this man-made misery
Hold truth, not sorrow, 'cause I'm with you
So say you’ll remember me
When my bones are cold and six feet deep?
'Cause I'm holding on for you
Will you remember me
When my bones are cold and six feet deep?
'Cause I'm holding on for you
So say you’ll remember me
On the tip of your tongue, not a distant memory
I'm still holding on for you