This is a funeral for us all, emptiness   There is no love, it's imaginary loneliness   To clutch at the hands that feed   Oh, let them bleed      Yes, she kills with words   Her looks alone won't sway   Gives no love, it's imaginary   Better this way      Onward with the same mistakes   Savor the pain   Hold me again, I won't delude you      Am I wrong, am I wrong   To say that I belong to you?      Clutching at the hands that plead   Let it be, concealed in wraps   The odors appeal to me   To touch, rejoice, this is ecstasy   Hold me again, I won't delude you      Am I wrong, am I wrong   To say that I belong to you?   To you      This is a funeral for broken down loneliness   This is a funeral for us all, this is emptiness   This is emptiness, emptiness   This is emptiness, this is the funeral