Song For The Dead – Carach Angren – letras

I sing a song to the dead, from my heart profoundly sadForlorn, I cling to everything that is themby betraying their peaceI keep death in asylumSong for the dead!I touch their eyes, harvest their ruinand wrap it in mine to try to see themI can’t let them go, this day in decaytil death do us part – that’s what they all saySong for the dead!I wear their clothes, so warm and tightYou think it’s wrong? I know I’m rightCause even their hair, so soft and fineonce draping their skullNow looks good on mine… Oh… looks good on mineSong for the dead!All good things must come to an endempty words when death is your friendI’m living this endless lucid dreamin the land of the dead I’m King LibertineNever buried, neither forgottenI dance and laugh amongst the rottenAnd when my kingdom will meet it’s makerone song will silence the undertaker!