Crimson Rivers Funeral
This child saw him alive for the last time
Running away from this wrecking life
First man down on the field, his blood with magical
power
Embraced his fighting soul to the sky forever
Birds are crying for his fate, sky is keeping his soul
mate
Nature whispers his name to his grave
Wind is covering the voices, calling him back from the
dead
The destiny of his own, his death
His loss is a sign to kill the enemy full of madness
and hate
This grave is only a prison for his soul, for his heart
He is not here but I can feel his presence by my side
It can’t be for real
Pain is my feeling for the rest of my life
Fighting my fears, my demons without him alive
History is written with blood and pain
With scars on your heart
It’s insane, I’ve lost my faith
Every time a friend of mine is dying
I’m crying out forever more
Inside the tears you can see the sadness
You can feel the pain for this unfair loss of this man
Riddler was telling me the truth, this is my
deliverance
A path to the silent hill, a thrill
His loss is a sign to kill the enemy full of madness
and hate
This grave is only a prison for his soul, for his heart
He is not here but I can feel his presence by my side
It can’t be for real
Pain is my feeling for the rest of my life
Fighting my fears, my demons without him alive
