The embrace of a dying day
Stings my heart like a sharpened blade
What's this life but a serenade

A deceitful kiss from a vile mermaid
All this time we were broken
Words passed by, yet unspoken


Life is a tragic masquerade
A bitter serenade, a feeble parade

Life is the funeral of dreams
There is no way to redeem
All we lost in this scene

Life is just a funeral march
Grievance and despair at large


Falling stars and a rising moon
A scarlet tear and a silver spoon
Fading aeons and a dying love

The darkness beneath and the light above
All this time we were broken
There's no sight, there's no token


Here comes the funeral march
Mourners of this life at large

Downcast souls withdrawn
From the world beyond the dawn
Here comes the funeral parade

Grievers of life's masquerade
Wanderers in the utter dark
And their road goes ever on and on