TSOL - Funeral March lyrics

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Cry above the nameless grave<br>

But all that's there is motionless<br>

Angels sob with vermin's fangs<br>

A funeral dirge drifts slowly by<br>

Puppets they who come and go<br>

And laugh but smile no more<br>

Evil things in robes of sorrow<br>

They are neither man nor woman<br>

Hear the menace of their tones<br>

In the silent watch of the night<br>