Necropolitans

We linger in the ocean of light The vast realm of the dead When you stop dreaming of us We are truly gone We are truly gone We, (the) forgotten We'll be forgotten We're souls, floating in the night In the orgasmic light Except the ones with ill intent They await - To possess The spirits that depart the light We need a shelter from the storm Empowering remembrance To stop the ghastly demons From reaching transition From reaching transition We, (the) forsaken We'll be forsaken We're souls, floating in the night In the orgasmic light Except the ones with ill intent They await - To possess The spirits that depart the light In the crate of afterlife We remain flooded in the light We're souls, floating in the night In the orgasmic light Except the ones with ill intent They await - To possess The spirits that depart the light