Intro (Funeral) Parade

Sirens or silence
The ones that are coming bring life or take away death
Patient or violent
We all turn quickly, never right when nothing is left
My head is spinning in circles and circles
«I love you, come find me», you said
«No one’s standing tall»
Long is the fall
As the hole grows small
The blood that was spilt will never know all that was
The earth that is filled keeps steady the ground
The earth that is filled keeps steady the ground
The earth that is filled keeps steady the ground we walk