The White Death - Mortification

As they gather at the funeral wake

To speak of good times gone by

The deceased soul learns some more

Revealed reality, the flames of unrest

«Maybe his in his next life»

Sobs ma as the tears roll

Unknowing the eternal destination

As He awaits the judgement throne

«He's at rest now»

The hired celebrant proclaims

He tickles all the ears

While sin is exposed by the Heavenly Host

Silence falls over the crowd

As the casket lowers into the ground

While kneeling in the Heavenlies

Confessing the forsaken Lord of his life

«How can God allow this»

Cries sister in lament

But God had other plans

And revealed what this has meant

You gather what you cast into this straying earth life

While man has his will, the Son paid the price

You turn the flesh back into dust

Saying return to dust you sons of Adam

Lord teach us so to number our days

That we may apply our hearts to wisdom

In order that we avoid the aftermath of separation

Returning to the original purpose of creation

So back on earth men make their claims playing

«Where do they go» games

While up in Heaven the creator cries as people listen

To each other’s lies