Breathe Your Mourning Into Me

...and the wrinkles will cover my grave

forcing my heart to be filled with the old age

...and a dawn wrapped up in a pain

...your mourning in me...

Burn me in the candles O'Funeralia

...and the nails hammered into heavens

Pierce me through...burn me

Breathe your mourning into me

...and with tears like blood

washed my night prayer

...and I wait for awakening

dying in a sleep with open eyes

Tied together by a mourning thread

Weaved with veins in one sorrow

...and your breath becomes mine

Now we'll fall asleep

Now we'll fall asleep...