The Passing
Post Luctum
GENRE
No more pulse within me
Laid down in fire
Marking down the passing
I am charring in the flames
Cremation of this night
Pile of ash, grey and whit
Cremation of this night
Burning flames, burning bright
God won't pass a glace
And the devil has turned away
Heavens gates are closed
And the flames of hell rejected me
Trapped within a plain
Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain
The burial has passed
All have wished farewell
Yet here I stand
A specter, a ghost
I can't cast a shadow
Am I even truly hеre
There is no guiding light
No onе here, can't reunite
There is no guiding light
Only shadows, only spite
God won't pass a glace
And the devil has turned away
Heavens gates are closed
And the flames of hell rejected me
Trapped within a plain
Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain
Here I stand
Stuck inside the dream
No waking moment aggravating me
I'm just a ghost, a phantom here
Within a dream
Laid down in fire
Marking down the passing
I am charring in the flames
Cremation of this night
Pile of ash, grey and whit
Cremation of this night
Burning flames, burning bright
God won't pass a glace
And the devil has turned away
Heavens gates are closed
And the flames of hell rejected me
Trapped within a plain
Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain
The burial has passed
All have wished farewell
Yet here I stand
A specter, a ghost
I can't cast a shadow
Am I even truly hеre
There is no guiding light
No onе here, can't reunite
There is no guiding light
Only shadows, only spite
God won't pass a glace
And the devil has turned away
Heavens gates are closed
And the flames of hell rejected me
Trapped within a plain
Feeling sorrow, agony, and pain
Here I stand
Stuck inside the dream
No waking moment aggravating me
I'm just a ghost, a phantom here
Within a dream
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