Mourner's Parade - Hangman's Chair

Every scars of my skin start to bleed

Stone as a fuck I m tryin to go deep

Creeping like frost under my spine

The sun is turning black for the last time

Blood turn to wine

Something divine

Dirt and filth

Blood is dripping

It s time for me

To let them cry in

Death death death for the others

I m kicking again throug the fire

Deadmen are walking throug the town

No more chances so let it down

Hit me harder

On and on

Mourners s parade is crawling down there

It is so calm before the storm

Acid rain is burning devil s horns

Look at the strange carnival split in

Death on my tongu

Like a cloud of locust twisting

The city is burning

I m still losing

All the feelings

Bcoming nothing

No more human

No more human

Cut my flesh crush

My bones in your hands

Deads are walking throug the tombs

Feeding mourners s open wounds

The gates are open down there

And let escape a lament from nowhere

The road is screaming under

The lazy steps of the mourners

The road is screaming under

The blackest tears of mother

Mark the last words on a black stone

Dry the river bring me back home

I m crawling down there