Elegantly Decayed

They shed their precious tears
 Wept the loss of life
 The absence of bright days
 Unable to see the beauty of death
 So elegantly decayed
 In long ranks they marched
 Surely towards peril and doom
 And the orchestra played a desolate song
 As they willingly went to their tomb
 A miserable pack of wrecked souls
 All danced to the ghastly graveyard bell
 A funeral theatre a heavenly play
 But the stage is set in hell
 It is for creatures of divine origin
 A story allready told
 But still this horrid painful drama
 Is hideous to behold
 Disease, disease, disease and pain
 By dementia and fever made sick
 By Khavaleiro Negro