The Funeral - Skogen

Beneath the ground, in the frozen soil

This is my final rest

Deep into the eternal void

This is my final quest

The sun does not shine down here

Nor does the moon

Both buried with me underground

By the hand of doom

Hollow

Below

Somber

Solemn

Bells are tolling, echoing chimes

It’s dark and cold

The reaper’s near, I can feel the scythe

The stench of old

Hollow

Below

Somber

Solemn

Death’s black cloak, the last embrace

Here I will cease to be

A dismal journey at the speed of night

The funeral of me