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INFO - FUNERAL MARCH

Funeral March

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VERSURI - FUNERAL MARCH

[Verse 1:]

Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses Energy of rock group, symphony's

Explosive Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice That's the path of light,

Laugh to afterlife Earthly primitive disturbing images Center of attention,

Feel my inner-tension Conquest original, intent to purify spirit Regiment

Descend with a vengeance My brothers she'd blood with me You hate on what

I'd love to be It goes paralyzed force, I fly through my verse I fly high

In a parallel universe Strange fascinations living in a world Where

Children are just spit on become greatness I'm antisocial, misplaced

Aggression I'm not your trophy, love breeds obsession



[Chorus:]

Yesterday does not exist Tomorrow is made Today is all there is



[Verse 2:]

Lust for advancement, personal development Mentally elevate psychedelic

Elements Isolated Mad Child talk torture Zolac to Zoltar, dirtbikes and

Go-karts Dark town iron-jawed angel Danger's no foreigner, I enjoy

Strangers Aqua, blue, turquoise-ingrained scenery Fascinated landscape, my

Mind's machinery



[Verse 3:]

The danger's imminent, the razor blades are intricately Placed inside our

Mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent A blessed array, decrepit

Decayed, in every display, be selective of the records you play In the

Black marble banquet hall back when I can't recall Show down house of blue

Leaves, blood and snowfall We're indestructible impossible odds Competition

Stops breathing? I'm a possible cause





[Chorus]



[Verse 4:]

The illusion is lifted, the mist of this life with shifted dimensions for

The demented souls Who hold pistols in suspense of the last days suspended

Animation of the free will revealed as a test but not yet Not until the

Last footsteps leave the green grass After the coffin is tossed in a soft

Pit of six feet of spirit form You watch it feeling awful and nauseous The

Angel of death just stomped you as you crossed through the universal sauce

Your agnostic belief cost you your afterlife Punishment of the grave as you

Approached by two blue-eyed angels No halos and dark faces expressionless

Three questions, no less than this No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted

The session in which case he will see his place in hellfire



[Chorus]

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