Texty: Reverend Bizarre. Funeral Summer.

It came like a black cloud rolling through the sky
without warning I had to learn the truth.
As the book was closed we all knew it was his turn to die
and I was to be cruelly evicted from my youth

That first day of summer I unveiled the secrets of Doom
and I walked with legion of Demons by my side.
My whole world fell into the void at his funeral room,
caressed by summerA's gentle breeze I cried

Oh Lord, I canA't conceive
why was he torn from me?

Death is all that I see when I observe the world we have built

and Death is the majesty we all have to face.
But you my God are the one and your word is fulfilled
as we sleep under peaceful shade of your grace

Until that I just weep
waiting for eternal sleep.
How can I carry on,
stand up and see the sun?