Roses for the Dead

Serve our backs, suffer long this time 
  Rose are flowers shadowing the light 
  We were bells start...  round the bell 
  Our body soothe in the bitter light 

  Serve our backs, suffer long this time, my life 

  Things were shadows from they're in the light 
  Our body's there, stood shallow fly 
  And it starts to creep on me and I would...  up 
  There are the...  of these faces 
  And they don't cheer me...