Crematorium spewing ashes up into the black horizon Celebrate your death at birth, the only certainty is dying The candles have been lit, they number 13 as the dusk grows close Filling in the earthen holes, the days of life decayed and over Slip into the casket It's the only home you'll ever know In a world where life surrenders Only mountains of the dead will grow All across the stricken planet graveyard Fingers stretch and grasp Tombstones in the eyes of all The left behinds who breathe their last Ceremonies futile as the carcasses pile up to the sky The only sound is weeping and of vultures' bloody shrieking cries When all tomorrow's living Have crawled into the grave With black acidic visions The endless road to rot is paved All tomorrow's funerals Deafening, the doom toll All tomorrow's funerals Only death makes us whole