In the Flames

I've built my coffin box, a pillow for My head to coast And I really Should, long that I wait My dead body tends to rot, soon my flesh Will peel off the light And the Crematorium open Wide So I burn in the flame, my mortal Remains will end to fire So I burn in the flame, my mortal remains Will end to fire A glorious funeral Pyre Now they keep my here and there, Flames surrounding everywhere My Soul and joy I'll be, like shooting Star I leave the odor on the ground, No more my body on the ground Only Cinder and little bone all Around So I burn in the flame, My mortal remains will end to fire So I burn in the flame, my mortal remains Will end to fire A glorious funeral Pyre Will be So Dark Will be So Glad I Die So I burn in the flame, my mortal remains Will end to fire So I burn in the flame, my mortal remains Will end to fire A glorious funeral Pyre I burn in The flame I Burn in the flame In the flame, Oh