A song coming from a grave

The call of the flesh
Leading us to the path of death


The call of the blood
Keeping us apart of our God


The bells are singing
While the rain keep falling


Just another gray day
Just another word whose no one wants to say


At least he did not suffer, they whisper
I feel them around me while i stare at the reaper


My heart does not beat anymore
about what I feel i am not sure


Just another gray day
They are leaving, they still may


I am stuck in my grave
Emotions running like a huge wave


My soul is crying for forgiveness
I am alone in the darkness


Am i afraid ?
Do i really deserve this fate?


But my hope is not dead like me
Someday, a better place i will see