Dawn Of The Dying by Eldritch
Remember the silent waters
The steam of the breathing
The wake 'round a shaded fire
The wait on a barren shore
My mother's been crying now
She'll dress in back
She kept her tears and whispers
Wishing me good luck
My father has turned his face
Turned by toil and sun
To the son who denies him
And everthing he's done
Done is the night
As I'm leaving
While my sad flight begins
Sun of my land
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