Lower The Flags (RIP Miika Tenkula (06.03.74 – 19.02.09)
He's gone, he is dead His remains upon the hearse ahead As silently we wander through the mist He's free
This is the end Your journey's over, night descends Below... Into the abyss Farewell, my friend, you will be missed
Lower the flags A good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags Down to half-mast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse
He's gone, he is dead Six feet of earth upon his head Now lay your wreaths Upon the one who lies beneath
Although you're gone In memories you shall live on Asleep... In peace now rest The weight of the world is off your chest
Lower the flags A good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags Down to half-mast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse
That mourning light I'll always remember And these August nights; cold as December
Lower the flags A good man has passed He has reached the last of frontiers Lower the flags Down to half-mast For again the world has taken a turn for the worse