Mumblings of a Muddled Mind

I like to write about what matters to me and to raise awareness for mental health. I suffer from mental illness but that does not define who I am.

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Cemetery Gates

Alright, this tune was absolutely written about my situation with my mom's death and all. I SWEAR Phil Anselmo had some sort of psychic dream and this song was created from it. lol
Ok, probably not as it was released before my mom's suicide but holy crap do the words ever ring true with me and what I was going through. After my mom died I don't think I went to the cemetery for years until I could finally bring myself to do so.

Reverend, reverend,
Is this a conspiracy?
Crucified for no sins
No revenge... beneath me.
Lost within my plans for life,
It all seems so unreal.
I'm a man cut in half in this world,
Left in my misery.

The reverend he turned to me
Without a tear in his eyes.
Its nothing new for him to see,
I didn't ask him why.
I will remember...
The love our souls had sworn to make.
Now I watch the falling rain
All my mind can see now is your (face).

Well I guess
You took my youth
And gave it all away.
Like the birth of a new found joy,
This love would end in rage...
And when she died
I couldn't cry,
The pride within my soul.
You left me incomplete
All alone as the memories now unfold.

Believe the word.
I will unlock my door...
And pass the cemetery gates.

Sometimes when I'm alone,
I wonder aloud,
If you're watching over me
Some place far abound.
I must reverse my life
I can't live in the past.
Then set my soul free,
Belong to me at last.

Through all those complex years,
I thought I was alone.
I didn't care to look around,
And make this world my own.
And when she died,
I should've cried and spared myself some pain.
You left me incomplete,
All alone as the memories still remain.

The way we were,
The chance to save my soul...
And my concern is now in vain.
Believe the word,
I will unlock my door,
And pass the cemetery gates

1 comment:

  1. Sorry about your Mom, Andie. I didn't know. That makes for a heavy Mother's Day.

    Sending love,