Letra da Música The Funeral Ages de Funeral Age

World be damned, so reads the bleeding epitaph of man
Thousand funeral proceed, thousandth demon seed
Descending skies, the sun has turned its back, cursed in black
Ever we witness an age to begin for belief bound by hatred and sin

The storms begat the infinite rage of the sea
Thunderheads of blackness above foreshadowed the nightmare to be
The reaper's deadly scythe incise the skies from within
And bleed upon the very worms that bore its wretched skin

Rue the day mine eyes did meet that darkest gaze
Take and speak my name in vain through amber waves of pain
What pain is this that lies betwixt the kisses left from father's fist
Sail with me the crimson sea that drips beneath the wrist

The scars upon the warring lands
The righteous affliction of violent infection that taints the blood of man
Humanity at war, rape the dying whore
Procreate the Jesus child, second comeing necrophile

Take your life, frail and thin, Funeral Ages to begin
All the world asleep as one, Devil's work is done

Your world be damned, all of the effigies burn with me
Life is paralyzed in fear, bitter tears of yesteryear
Empty graves fill with hope, sins of which you never spoke
Wage of war to pay, come to rue the day your world be damned