Limbonic Art - Funeral Of Death
 

Blood is dripping as mind's tripping.

In twilight sleep death is reaping.

Blood stained feels cold

In solitude as night grows old.

Death salvation life capitulation

Blood stained feels cold in the frozen soul.


Desire death and you'll sink into silence.

A terminal breath into darkened conscience

You still exist in the void of the head.

As everything else around you is dead.


Time of departure

From the depths of despair

I seek no paradise though the end draws near.

It is an endless overture of my own reconstructions

I seek no paradise just desire the salvation


Blood is dripping as mind's tripping.

In twilight sleep death is reaping.

Blood stained feels cold

In solitude as night grows old.

Death salvation life capitulation

Blood stained feels cold in the frozen soul.


Life is a mandatory sacrifice for the eternal dream of paradise

Make the time stand still as silence is the last will.