The doors ten feet away The room is going up in smoke I'm chained down to my bed Soon we will be laying next to bones But you don't have a clue You don't even know In my head they lies an empire That's shaking like a quake When I look up at your face I see the desert in your eyes It brings me down so low Are we going nowhere slowly dear? Those wolves are howling out Like a ghost in the night Their sirens will never forgive me That wooden box that holds the two Open for the world to see Gets lowered into the earth See you at the funeral In the mean time I'll just keep on pretending that this is really who we are Still, we march on as one With our hearts sown in the soil Towards a definite end We'll see you at our funeral As we exit this hold I know in myself that I gave all I could And endured my waking day I hand my soul back to the maker See at our funeral