My Swan Song - Sinsaenum

A funeral intonation

Grunting and hissing

Silent throats ultimately unlocked

Wielding the harps of gold

Smothering

Like breathless walls

Viscous and putrified

Lungs collapse under expiry

The haunting chants keep singing

In harmony of suffering

This is my swan song

Where the wings writhe in agony

Nocturnal darkness

Embracing the sun

This is my swan song

Where the wings writhe in agony

Nocturnal darkness

Embracing the sun

Unearthed for eternal seconds

Cremating the remains

Has taken it all from them

On their way to final abyss

This is my swan song

Where the wings writhe in agony

Nocturnal darkness

Embracing the sun