Ashes of Mourning Life - God Macabre

Possess the power to create

A gift of birth through flesh

Life so painfully built

Brought to this futile world…

Drowned in sorrows…

Mourning the life…

Which sleeps eternally…

Dreams so easily drained

When veins are frozen cold

Frustration to not control

The last moment of sorrow

Drowned in sorrows…

Mourning the life…

Which sleeps eternally…

A repulsive foolishness

To not perceive mans triviality

Nothing can escape…

…it's destiny

What man can’t understand

Won’t be accepted…

The macabre weakness of fear

For the silence beyond life…