Funeral March Lyrics
Cry above the nameless grave
But all that's there is motionless
Angels sob with vermin's fangs
A funeral dirge drifts slowly by
Puppets they who come and go
And laugh but smile no more
Evil things in robes of sorrow
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They are neither man nor woman
Hear the menace of their tones
In the silent watch of the night
