The Final Closure

When you fade away and fall apart
Your remains will last, forevermore gone your past
This is the end

We salute the dead, and bless the cursed and gone
We triumph in a storm of light, in wrath we will rise
We praise damnation, and hear the crying lost souls
We hail the bringer of storms, the angel of doom

When your spirit dissolves, and soul departs
Your flesh will rot, vanished all your filth
Into the void

The eternal flames of emptiness
This is the end
On broken wings in distant fear
Into the void

With your remaining breath, you whisper a last goodbye
In silence, you dissolve in fear
With your final words in flesh, you whisper a last farewell
In mourning, you depart sincere

We escape all grief, and delight your pain and last relief
We retain your epitaph, a fainted foul tombstone
We obtain salvation, and summon the morning grace
We gather the bleeding gilt, and echo the hymns of gloom