Don't you look at his face, don't speak of his name, there'll be no eulogy
Don't you look in his eyes, he took his own life, left no apology
Don't believe in the lies

The culmination of a lifetime
Exonerated by a sick mind
The infiltration by an evil spirit, an evil spirit

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He spreads his arms and falls to the stones
Sickened by fate the temptation too great
The man was a hero to me
He planned his funeral (a hero's funeral)

Power! the philosophy of a man intent on human pain
But i believe there was a greater affliction that took his life away

He planned his funeral, a hero's funeral

Now as the skin decays, his memory erased, in the entirety
Of his conscious demise, his soul is excised, in death's sobriety
As we look to the sky

He tasted death now for the first time
He took a breath now for the last time
What would it take him to be willing to live, willing to live

[chorus]
He spreads his arms and falls to the stones
Death he proclaims to the blood in his veins
Abandoning his progeny
He planned his funeral

[bridge]
Did he think it's alright, if the family's okay, that he could die in peace
Did he think it's alright, if he dug his own grave, that he could finally sleep
Did he think it's alright, if the family's okay, that he could die in peace
Did he think it's alright, if he dug his own grave, that we could live
With his memory of deceit!

He spreads his arms and falls to the stones
The eulogy… what in the world can you hope to achieve when
You're planning your own funeral?

He planned his funeral, a hero's funeral…