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Saafir - Funeral March lyrics
[Verse 1]Focus of an orchestra, dozen black roses
 Energy of rock group, symphony's explosive
 Half the appetite, that's the sacrifice
 That's the path of light, laugh to afterlife
 Earthly primitive disturbing images
 Center of attention, feel my inner-tension
 Conquest original, intent to purify spirit
 Regiment descend with a vengeance
 My brothers she'd blood with me
 You hate on what I'd love to be
 It goes paralyzed force, I fly through my verse
 I fly high in a parallel universe
 Strange fascinations living in a world
 Where children are just spit on become greatness
 I'm antisocial, misplaced aggression
 I'm not your trophy, love breeds obsession
 [Chorus]Yesterday does not exist
 Tomorrow is made
 Today is all there is
 [Verse 2]Lust for advancement, personal development
 Mentally elevate psychedelic elements
 Isolated Mad Child talk torture
 Zolac to Zoltar, dirtbikes and go-karts
 Dark town iron-jawed angel
 Danger's no foreigner, I enjoy strangers
 Aqua, blue, turquoise-ingrained scenerySaafir - Funeral March - http://motolyrics.com/saafir/funeral-march-lyrics.html
 Fascinated landscape, my mind's machinery
 [Verse 3]The danger's imminent, the razor blades are intricately
 Placed inside our mouths, we spit them out at the belligerent
 A blessed array, decrepit decayed, in every display, 
 Be selective of the records you play
 In the black marble banquet hall back when I can't recall
 Show down house of blue leaves, blood and snowfall
 We're indestructible impossible odds
 Competition stops breathing? I'm a possible cause
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 [Verse 4]The illusion is lifted, 
 The mist of this life with shifted dimensions for the demented souls
 Who hold pistols in suspense of the last days suspended
 Animation of the free will revealed as a test but not yet
 Not until the last footsteps leave the green grass
 After the coffin is tossed in a soft pit of six feet of spirit form
 You watch it feeling awful and nauseous
 The angel of death just stomped you as you crossed
 Through the universal sauce
 Your agnostic belief cost you your afterlife
 Punishment of the grave as you approached by two blue-eyed angels
 No halos and dark faces expressionless
 Three questions, no less than this
 No guessing, only a rebel of God wanted the session
 In which case he will see his place in hellfire
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