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You know we built our houses

Where we were burning bodies

The ground still remembers

The ground is still bloody

So if there's an above

And this is below

Then surely we can sink no further

And there's nowhere else to go

The stench of death was always here

As far as I recall

As were the sounds devoid of pleasure

Words laced with vitriol

Between now and then

Between us and them

Never will you see

Men and angels breaking bread

As above, so below

Spent is thy litany

Hate thy neighbour

Shake his hand and strike him dead

Weep in fear and wonderment

Of what you have become

A superman, a God on earth

Can't be others 'til there's one

Weep in fear and wonderment

Of what you have become

A superman and death itself

Can't be others 'til there's one

It'd take more than a few men

To put out the word

But they're of little potential

Men fall down and they fold

I call upon my memories now

But some seem to have departed

What I used to know is but a blur

I guess it mattered when it mattered

You know we built our houses

Where we were burning bodies

The ground remembers

The ground is still bloody

You're excused, but not forgiven

For whatever is past and done

For when you couldn't commit

This is a funeral

This is a funeral

This is a funeral