The 3rd long act comes to the end
Mothers are crying in my closed eyes
Vibrate the ropes of souls
Covered in red funeral pool
The curtain stained with blood
Drops on our graves
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are crying in my closed eyes
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are dying!
Mothers are crying in my closed eyes
A triumph of roses on the velvet lines
The white form, so inert,
Buried under deads
I sink the knife in the mother's heart
And the capes grow scarlet from violet
Usher invites us to take a place Mothers are crying!
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are crying in my closed eyes
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are crying!
Mothers are dying in my closed eyes
Usher invites us to take a place Starts
representation
Of collective d**h
After the murder
The heads are rolling down
On soft pillows
Slacked with blood
Petals of mother stand uncovered
The hall is now so cold
The hall is now so cold
The hall is now so cold