White Coffins

Something crawls beneath the murk

Watch them drown while given birth

Born with grief so depraved

Only to feel the rich soil of the grave

Innocence, loss of hope

Buried in the deadend soil

A winding stair, they walk alone

Through the empty unknown

Of darkness and of night

White coffins and dark skies

We descend, we pretend

I miss the warmth...

...the laughter

The children builds coffins

With hammers and nails

They don't build ships

They have no use for sails

They die

Don't let them die

In the void...

...of the pale blue fire

Take their hands

Embrace their tears

Something crawls beneath the murk

A dying call...

The darkness swarms

Through their mouths

Festering worms

Of darkness and of night

White coffins and dark skies

We descend, we transcend

Sinking further

A slow demise

They die

Don't let them die

In the void...

...of the pale blue fire

Take their hands

Embrace their tears