This Funeral Is For All Of Us

Thumping pounding

Screaming laid

Falling fainting

At the grave

The queen of spades

Summoned her courtiers

To pay homage

Oh isn't it tragic

This sweet requiem

Pulsing in your head

And in my mind

As I watch you pile

More earth on top of me

As you scream

You wanted me alive

As I scream

I wanted you dead

As the ghosts laugh

At the sight

And the queen closes

Her tear-streaked eyes

And I close my

Empty eyes

And we're dancing

To this requiem

As we're laid to rest

To separate us

Is too hard

To medicate us

Is too cruel

To mitigate us

Impossible

You I the Queen is calling

All her courtiers

Come along

You know she's calling you