DESCRIPTION:
Funeral Man

You want to crawl on this side?
I would like to see you try it with your feeble form and senseless mind.
You're not the same. We set the world aflame, our internal strength is your decline.
No other way demands a strain
That drives a person to speak within a storm and only say...

Why don't you rot in heaven?
Let me burn in hell.
This controversy pains you now.
My hand's for sacrifice.
True pleasure drives the knife.
That sends you deep into that cascade of a confusing light.

Ugh!

No other game permits one to fail, so fucking bleak
Terminal when you think

Why don't you rot in heaven?
Just let me burn in hell.
The controversy pains you now.
We're not the same, I set my soul aflame,for my name will eternally ignite

When I say it's your time, accept the fact...you're going to die.
All mercy prayers shall be denied.

Funeral Man

When this dagger hits your heart, receive your God with open arms.
My testament, your shrine of scars.

Funeral Man

When I say it's your time, accept the fact...you're going to die.

Funeral Man

When this dagger hits your heart, receive your God with open arms.

No God awaits you.
From burial, to heaven's gates.
Crucifier, you'll see his face, but you're mine.
A funeral...you're time, my place.
You'll see his face at the wake.