Breathe Your Mourning Into Me (Autumnia)

...and the wrinkles will cover my grave forcing my heart to be filled with the old age ...and a dawn wrapped up in a pain ...your mourning in me... Burn me in the candles O'Funeralia ...and the nails hammered into heavens Pierce me through...burn me Breathe your mourning into me ...and with tears like blood washed my night prayer ...and I wait for awakening dying in a sleep with open eyes Tied together by a mourning thread Weaved with veins in one sorrow ...and your breath becomes mine Now we'll fall asleep Now we'll fall asleep...