Melancholy In The Funeral

Melancholy In The Funeral
melancholy in the funeral
ooohhhh melancholy is
killing me
and consume my body
step by step and
I see the death so close
with his scythe and awaits
the moment of suicide
while the storm falls down,
I'm in my rope hanging
under the tree
while my scalp is
hanging in the dead tree
my shadow will be remembered
that night
when I died there
melancholy
melancholy
melancholy in the funeral
in the cold night with all the
loneliness in the funeral.