Heart Of The Funeral Songtext
Through forests of crosses
And through gardens of stone
Over beds of granite
And forgotten bones
Through a wonderland of
Coffins, big and small
In search of the heart
Of the funeral
The funeral
And through gardens of stone
Over beds of granite
And forgotten bones
Through a wonderland of
Coffins, big and small
In search of the heart
Of the funeral
The funeral
The funeral
The funeral
Under skies of false rain
Upon clouds of ash
Carried by the scent of
Death and fresh-cut grass
Around the greed of Rudolf
Into sweet-smelling fog
In search for meaning
And the grave of God
The grave of God
The grave of God
The grave of God
A smouldering seance
On wings of tar
A fork in the road
Of the morning star Under leaves of sacrifice
And the Gotlander's spell
In search for reason
And the gate to hell
The gate to hell
The gate to hell
The gate to hell
The funeral
Under skies of false rain
Upon clouds of ash
Carried by the scent of
Death and fresh-cut grass
Around the greed of Rudolf
Into sweet-smelling fog
In search for meaning
And the grave of God
The grave of God
The grave of God
The grave of God
A smouldering seance
On wings of tar
A fork in the road
Of the morning star Under leaves of sacrifice
And the Gotlander's spell
In search for reason
And the gate to hell
The gate to hell
The gate to hell
The gate to hell
