My Dead Friend by Embrace Of Hedera Lyrics
Follow this gloomy crowd, silent and dressed in black
The dead march is on and this heavy rain
But today in spite of pain I want to believe in dream
Which cannot come true, but I want this ghost to live
I want you to hear my words and rise from the dark of grave
The spring will come to me again
The music is still so sad, but you're laughing with me loud
Please touch my hand, my dead friend, my dead love
My friend, your voice is in my head, around, sings in the heaven
But wind is cold and brings to me that cruel word: "Never"
The dead march is on and this heavy rain
But today in spite of pain I want to believe in dream
Which cannot come true, but I want this ghost to live
I want you to hear my words and rise from the dark of grave
The spring will come to me again
The music is still so sad, but you're laughing with me loud
Please touch my hand, my dead friend, my dead love
My friend, your voice is in my head, around, sings in the heaven
But wind is cold and brings to me that cruel word: "Never"