The doors ten feet away
The room is going up in smoke
I'm chained down to my bed
Soon we will be laying next to bones
But you don't have a clue
You don't even know
In my head they lies an empire
That's shaking like a quake
When I look up at your face
I see the desert in your eyes
It brings me down so low
Are we going nowhere slowly dear?
Those wolves are howling out
Like a ghost in the night
Their sirens will never forgive me
That wooden box that holds the two
Open for the world to see
Gets lowered into the earth
See you at the funeral
In the mean time
I'll just keep on pretending that this is really who we are
Still, we march on as one
With our hearts sown in the soil
Towards a definite end
We'll see you at our funeral
As we exit this hold
I know in myself that I gave all I could
And endured my waking day
I hand my soul back to the maker
See at our funeral