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  • We keep on burying our dead
    We keep on planting their bones in the ground
    But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
    The rain doesn't help
    If my garden would have a fence
    Then the rabbits couldn't just come in
    And sit on the grass and eat all the flowers
    And shitHi,
    I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling down
    Man for judgment must prepare me
    Spare oh God and mercy
    SpareMan,
    I have a terrible feeling
    That some thing's gone awful very wrong with the world
    Is it something we made?
    Is it something we ate?
    Is it something we drank?
    Hi I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling
    From the dust of earth
    Returning back for judgment we must prepare
    Spare oh god and mercy
    Spare meLacrimosa
    LacrimosaThey keep on burying our dead
    They keep on planting their bones in the ground
    But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
    And all we've got is a giant crop of names and dates
    Hi I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling down
    On this day of tears and mourning
    From the dust of earth returning
    Man for judgment must spare me
    Spare oh god and mercy
    Spare meLacrimosa
    LacrimosaLacrimosa dies ilia
    Qua resurget ex favilla
    Judicandus homo reus
    Huic ergo parce,
    Deus
  • We keep on burying our dead
    We keep on planting their bones in the ground
    But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
    The rain doesn't help
    If my garden would have a fence
    Then the rabbits couldn't just come in
    And sit on the grass and eat all the flowers
    And shitHi,
    I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling down
    Man for judgment must prepare me
    Spare oh God and mercy
    SpareMan,
    I have a terrible feeling
    That some thing's gone awful very wrong with the world
    Is it something we made?
    Is it something we ate?
    Is it something we drank?
    Hi I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling
    From the dust of earth
    Returning back for judgment we must prepare
    Spare oh god and mercy
    Spare meLacrimosa
    LacrimosaThey keep on burying our dead
    They keep on planting their bones in the ground
    But they won't grow, the sun doesn't help
    And all we've got is a giant crop of names and dates
    Hi I'm Icarus,
    I'm falling down
    On this day of tears and mourning
    From the dust of earth returning
    Man for judgment must spare me
    Spare oh god and mercy
    Spare meLacrimosa
    LacrimosaLacrimosa dies ilia
    Qua resurget ex favilla
    Judicandus homo reus
    Huic ergo parce,
    Deus