A Slow March to the Burial letra

Black painted hearse idles slowly,
Procession follows at a morbid pace,
The pallbearers steady in their march,
Befitting this most sacred ceremony

Ornate brass handles clasped
By solemn faced black clad men
Shining black casket lid
Inlaid in crimson silk

In there lies your father, son....

A father to a son and a son to a father
Now claimed by the coldest hand of death

Faintest scent of fresh cut white rose petal
Choked by the musty scent of fresh turned earth

Funereal they march....... Funereal they march.......
Funereal they march....... Funereal they march

Mournful Congregation - Letras

• A Slow March to the Burial
• An Epic Dream of Desire
• As I Drown In Loveless Rain
• Astralic Dreams
• Descent of the Flames
• Empirical Choirs
• Fading Light of a Dying Sun
• Heads Bowed
• Left Unspoken
• Miriam
• Mother- Water, The Great Sea Wept
• Opal Of The Stream Beneath The Hills
• Remembrance Of The Transcending Moon
• Skyward Gaze, Earthward Touch
• Suffer The Storms
• Suicide Choir
• Tears From a Grieving Heart
• The Bitter Veils Of Solemnity
• The Book Of Kings
• The Catechism Of Depression
• The Epitome Of Gods And Men Alike
• The Monad Of Creation
• The Waterless Streams
• When The Weeping Down Beheld Its Mortal Thirst
• White Cold Wrath Burnt Frozen Blood