Eternal Eulogies - May Result

The pace of time will take us down

And level in despair

The silent slumber

Throughout chambers so hollow

Where no daylight was ever sawn

In the crypts of the underground

Where no harvest was ever grown

Halls of marble, pillars made of stone

Underneath the crypts of the underground

Plague-laden, embroidered in mist

Bestowed one upon one with bare death we kiss

Oh, in the crypts of the underground

All laid as one

Lost effigies of our centuries

Crawling in marriage with maggots

Drowned amidst the darkness

Of the catacombs of Sirmium

Whirlwinds of damnation

Sweep through these emerald tombs

Lamented, sealed ages ago in silver and gold

We craft your doom in silver and gold

Ride the whirlwinds of damnation

Swept through these emerald tombs

Breathless tunnels filed with eerie woes

Omitted, stripped and left to rot

With notion of decay and rust

Upon silver and gold

Henceforth, we must carry

Bosom of impending deliverance grim

Henceforth, we shall bury

The last nail of your coffin

A thousand voices of ours

In cold, cold relinquishment

Became hymns of burden and misery

Eternal eulogies