Yelling Slayer at Your Nan's Funeral Lyrics

I loved you, nan.
You’ve always been there, always did care, lovely white hair.
Dwelling on memories of weekends spent inside your bungalow. Relentless knitting; Thanks for the scarf, thanks for the hat, I look a twat. Werthers Originals; The taste on my tongue, orgasmic caramel.

I can’t believe that you’re gone, a woman in my life so dear to me.
And though I am stricken with grief, I live life for metal – a devotee. Urges that grow from within, a bizarre reaction to misery.
Something that’s so unforeseen, silence is filled with a bellowing scream.

The funeral starts.
All dressed in black, no looking back, dreadful soundtrack.
Who picked this music? Where’s Hell Awaits? And where is Reign in Blood?
Realization; Everyone here, closest and dear, too scared to hear, The sound of Slayer; filling their ears with wonderful thrash.

I can’t believe that you’re gone, a woman in my life so dear to me.
And though I am stricken with grief, I live life for metal – a devotee. Urges that grow from within, a bizarre reaction to misery.
Something that’s so unforeseen, silence is filled with a bellowing scream.

As the coffin lowers in the ground, An overwhelming yearning so profound.
Deep from my being, a monstrous sound.
Scream that one word, it’s so renowned.

SLAYER!

I can’t believe that you’re gone, a woman in my life so dear to me.
And though I am stricken with grief, I live life for metal – a devotee. Urges that grow from within, a bizarre reaction to misery.
Something that’s so unforeseen, silence is filled with a scream.