This feeling is like a curse
As they drive away in a long black hearse
The dark and gloomy sky
Shudders then starts to cry
A father consoles a mother
While holding a child
The dead's brother
For a moment they stay
Unable to look away
I try to call out
But they don't seem to hear my shout
These feelings I feel
Fill me to the brim
A new light has been shed
It was me
I was the one dead