Blaenavon
A Death in the Family
Pictures of you and me
Posters of family
Cover my bedroom walls
The solitude, for when alone
Mementos that once were known
Line my memories

But here comes the voice
That makes us rejoice
A gap in the family tree
To release the soul
Of one of your own
A death in the family

One look tells the story
The end of you and me
He must have loved his mother
Already cold to the touch
I loved you far too much
It's a cruel world out there

But here comes the voice
That makes us rejoice
A gap in the family tree
To release the soul
Of one of your own
A death in the family
But here comes the voice
That makes us rejoice
A gap in the family tree
To release the soul
Of one of your own
A death in the family

(A death in the family, death in the family)