She cried in a whisper, no more than a breath
She cried in a whisper, no more than a breath
In a whisper, no more than a breath
The horror, the horror
The horror, the horror
One by one, the memories fade
Of buried men, and lovers lost
An emptiness, it fills the heart
A lesser life at a greater cost
And you will suffer, Son of man
This is the burial of the dead
My fear has grown
I am surrounded yet alone
I am shaking and screaming
No one listening
What have we become
What have we done
Here before, like an anchor
You held my heart
Where before there was pulse
Now there is dust
One by one, the cities will burn
The flood will wash away the bones
A healing world devoid of man
The last empire to overthrow
And you will listen, Son of man
This is the burial of the dead
My fear has grown
I am surrounded yet alone
I am shaking and screaming
No one listening
What have we become
What have we done
Can you comprehend
Bury your weakness and bury the dead
This is your future or this is your end
This is a burial
Toll the death knell
Rise
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Lyrics submitted by Ryan Jawanakows.