Dirge Songtext
von Scorched Vatika

An empty grave
An unmade bed
A brand new day
Shines upon
Her sweet face
Give her rest
The pain was great
Give her grace and restrain
No one′s dancing

No light in the dark
A thief in the night comes

Here we sing dirges
No one is dancing
The hosts sing praise
No one is mourning


The hosts sing praise
No one is mourning
Here we sing dirges
No one is dancing

Come home my dear
The hour is nigh
Lay down your head on
This heavenly bed
Enjoy your rest
The pain was great
All the same
You loved til the end
May God bless till we meet again

No light in the dark
Ours hands they lay waste
It's all that we know
The dead call the Earth home
To dust you′ll return
To find all you've longed for
No stone goes unturned
A thief in the night comes