Death Holy Death

I heard Hallelujah Just one last time Your tired faces They are worn by sorrow Our sadness is worn Like a gift from God O death, holy death You cast us in grace And these are the days We borrow in place What martyrs cloak You have draped across these city walls And wear the mask The passing of time We all fall to dust And echo finally one last time What ships they pass Through the eye of the storm To reach this final place So hold your children tight, cradle them dear To the grave, we march We are pilgrims to the night We step into The void of Into the night The soul so brave With barren Earth, his soul endured This barren Earth, this barren Earth And we, and we are Pilgrims