Cask - The Funeral Lyrics

I met Johnny, when he was just a small baby boy.
Grew up to be a loner, he did.
Forsaken by us all and deprived of love.
Struggling to overcome the path that was given.
Finally, a breeze of blissfulness came his way, that went by the name of Lucinda.
The breeze turned into a storm, a storm that did not run out of rain.
A mountain he alone, could never climb.
One can not praise any who takes another mans life.
One can not praise any who takes his own life.
Only God can decide over life and death.
But no one can deny the power of intimacy, the adoration, tenderness and devotion to his wife Lucinda.
So I think we all should praise his decision to take the journey up to Lucinda.
Let them unite at the heavens gate.