Claustrophobic body, still warm
Teary eyed acquaintances over my,
Body still mourn seraphic host,
Waiting by the door, uprepared
No baggage not ready to go
The only certainty in life, lives in death
Friends and family gather around this site to see
Dressed in all your best black clothes, mourn.
Mourn
If these wings shall fail, meet me... Half way there
The only certainty in life is death
And I can see my house from here.
It's so beautiful the way the light shines
Across your pretty face, and I I've packed
My bags Father, I'm coming home, I'm rising
Above the flame
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