Nothing gets easier with each passing days
Each day is like another nail in the coffin
I am like a pharaoh of the ancient times
Mummified and everything looks the same as it
was from the outside
Though there’s nothing left of me
Just another nail in the coffin and I’ll be
free finally
For being alive is a sin and forgive me father
for I have sinned.
It’s time I let you go; with a toast of our
glasses we’ll be free forever
Free and apart, we’ll float away like waves
never knowing what it means to feel or touch.
Breathe in this earthy smell, for this is the
last time.
Take your time o’ envious heaven, hold your
fury,
Allow us a shred of what you are, for that is
plenty for these souls
A glimpse and we’ll be at your feet, kneeling
and ready to be led,
Breathe into these mummified souls with that
sweet lips of yours.
Such a shame; I hear them say with a clink of
the glasses,
You are free as we raise our glasses to you,
Looking up into those cold and dead eyes,
It’s too far from your feet, is that why we
kneel before you?
So you can hide those eyes and not let us see,
That you don’t see us anymore, nor you feel
Standing back up I envy you, I envy you for
being cold and dead,
There is not a single tear in your eyes, and
your feet are washed by ours.
Bring down your hammer on us and let us be
dead,
We kneel because we are tired, your love is lost
Just another nail in this coffin and we’ll be
free,
Bring down your fury and let us be.
