let us bury these words in a hole in the earth
cast petals like bullets and spit ash to the casket
fill in the void with cement and dirt
condemning them to eternal darkness
imprint our hands and our feet just to prove
that we are the ones left living
let us dress all in black - smile until our jaws ache
and scream to the cathedral ceiling

let us shoot every dove and roll in the feathers
tear out each page of the books that dictate us
and sing in the graveyard to show our remorse
kiss each tombstone with a fist just because
we are alive
we, the ones left living
that should know better than this
that's the beauty in "life,
it belongs to no man"
so he may take what was never his