Less Days Left Until The Final Rest

Less days left until the final rest

Epitaph stands alone filled with empty words
We search the bones from the skeletons
Lost touch monuments becomes colder
Long forgotten night feels now longer

No reflection in the mirror of the faceless
No pulse in the heart of the heartless
Sun isn´t bright enough to burn your shadows to the wall
Reveal your sickness to end us all

Less days left until the final rest
is this the place were I´m going to die