Funeral

[Rise]

Fold you down, crinkle you up

Swaddle you till you’re lying in mud

I will be the last standing tall

[Verse 1]

You can crawl toward me but you’ll never reach me

You can compete with me but you’ll never beat me

Face me, seething, wrying, imminent danger

I am master of excellence

I was born with it, it’s a natural gift

Twist and contort me, flexible little miracle

Oh you may to try to sum up my existence

But you’ll never guess me

I’m too epically inclined for your all’s comprehension

Unfold the missing link

I don’t claim prodigy, it chose me

I’ll make the last of history

Cause she’s dead and full of fatality

Do you think you can master my piece

[Link]

I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

I am, I am, I am, I am, I am

This my world, no one else belongs in it

[Verse 2]

Screech away the pain, shudder fears away

Caress the demons away, whisper in vain

Because none of you would fucking listen

A bomb on your doorstep couldn’t rattle you snakes awake

Infinite seer of all is, I have all solution

Widespread illusion

I banish you all away

No God, No Lord, No Savior in MY way