Date : 13th November 2006
Time : 13.00 hrs
This is a funeral dirge. Written for the death of hope...

They did it this afternoon
Up on the hill of desire
On a lonely cross so laden
With the blood of many sins

Forgive the past
Forgive the past



Knowing there's no tomorrow
Living for a sorrow
Alone I must decide
How can I be precise

There's no more hope
There's no more hope



Shaft of light from heaven
Closed for eternity
I was so sure not to miss
Sealed with more than a kiss

Leave me alone
Leave me alone



God, would You have me die
I've nothing more than You
What I had, I held it tight
It's dead without a fight

Take me away
Take me away



When you know there's no more hope
You live without a pain
That tortures your inner soul
Giving you an alibi

Living for the Lord
Living for the Lord



They did it this afternoon
Up on the hill of desire
Crucified, dead and buried
The loss will hurt forever

Dance upon the grave
Dance upon the grave



Dancin' on the grave (everybody!)
I'm dancin' on the grave
Dance upon the grave
I'm dancing on the grave....