A Eulogy For The Living Lost - Novembers Doom

Those forgetful few will walk from your side

Left alone to face the congregation

A small triumph to see the rays of light

There’s no need for sin where you’re going

Can you hear them calling

The faceless come to pass

Cold night under the veil

No escape from the destiny path

I’ve watched for years as you failed at life

Leaving behind the desperate cause

Piercing sound that comes from miles below

Rising from the depths to take you home

There is no compassion

The end is drawing near

As the waiting burns

Your guilt will keep you alive

Have no doubt, no one will find you

A eulogy for the living lost

The day has come, the one we fear

Tales of torture alive with belief

The good in man has been left to rot

And now they take their rightful place

You ignored my warning

No where on earth to hide

Now you face your purpose

And fail to crawl away

Have no doubt, no one will find you

A eulogy for the living lost

Fabricated hope from skies above

Born of lies on that December day

This volatile mind, faith deception

Agony and God for his stature

Failing again, losing to dark

A saviour is born unto this wretch

Have no doubt, no one will find you

A eulogy for the living lost

Fabricated hope from skies above

Born of lies on that December day