Slave To The Grave

Aurora Borealis

Mourners gather round

look at the corpse in a casket

teardrops hit the ground

what is this?



Touching the dead

feels so cold



Carrying the body

to the open ground

Final time you see it

it is going down



Mourners gather round once more

look at the closed casket

Mother faints to the floor

What is it?



Preacher say your senseless words

listening its so absurd

this ordeal is nothing new

now the cemetery owns you



You are but a slave to the grave