End - Funeral Pyre lyrics

Shockwave of the night Chaotic is the number of the stars I Break the ice of my heart For the nocturnal triumph The soft light of the sky and the shaped fog Bring forth the silhouette of the mountains From the ground, from the woods And the frozen wind A Thought becomes a river Why must i stand the pain of human logic When chaos surrounds me? Once the baneful consequences of life And once those of d**h? I Will not sleep at any coffin ...I Know where i belong You are absolutely free to rot To lie down in the same box With an ancient plague To die as you f*ckin' deserve Dedicated life to nothingness ...I. a sewer A Comet on its way to land On the shelter of humanity d**h has been shared for all