I may not have been What you wanted me to have been, for your first born Do they mourn my life, or celebrate my death? Do they celebrate my death? This casket, close it up [x2]
No one speaks, no one says a word No one even stands This is honesty through passivity Looking away This is ignorance through abstinence You stay away
It ends with ashes To destroy the evidence and block the memory Close it up, black it out and remain in a place of solace