An Empty Hearse Lyrics

funeral world, eyes anew
we unlive and unravel all of you

cast us as wretched, vile wraiths of pallid hue
your pulses all turn from red to purple-blue

as dusk closes in
and twilight is crowned
with the embers of heaven's dying fire
we rise through the ground

we are the fangs in the throbbing tree of life
we are walking graves, we are the bleeding night

and now we walk through this sleeping land
in the darkness, ordained
until the threat of approaching dawn
lays us to rest once again

an empty hearse bears my name