Funeral Beat
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Funeral Beat
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Gray depravity stabs me
In death-like silence
Shades every color
And gnaws every hour
As the nations march
To a funeral beat
Driven like cattle
To the serpents maw
The void retires
When life expires
We all rush but reach?
Nothing!!
Now reduced
To a pack of wolves
Howl praise
For the insane order
In deep solitude
In fear and doubt
In ghost-like skin
So pure and white?
Faces expressionless
Voices of the emptiness
And the hour grows...late!
White shame worldwide
Fucked-up pride
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Night On Earth performs "Funeral Beat", and this lyric page sits inside the Night On Earth catalog on LyroVerse.
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