See You at Your Funeral

I woke up, it was nearly dawn I saw your face, forever gone. In the silence, shadows converge, Echoes of the past, a relentless surge. Don't want to see your perfect shine, Your life was short, don't give a damn anymore. When bound in blood, You always have to walk away. See you at your funeral, in dreams we collide, A ghostly congregation, where sorrow resides. Bearing the weight of a graveyard of dreams, In the realm of darkness, where nothing redeems. I'll always see your perfect shine, Your life was short, who gives a damn anymore?! When bound in blood, You always have to walk away. I'll always miss your perfect shine.

Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 18, 2026