A calm place in a paradise of grief
birds sang and the flowers grew
A place where the sun always shines
no evil seemed to hurt
But beneath the ground something lurk
sneaking like pain in the serpent's nest
a calm place in a paradise of grief
birds sang and the flowers grew
When the twilight sets in the place changes
as the moon lights down on the trees
stone black coffin lids move
a smell of the grave spreads
Sizzling sounds of limbs
in the nocturnal morning
through this blasphemous night
Dead for a long time
buried without a stone
mass murder victims
inhabitants of the tomb
A grave for people slain in battle
in wars forgotten by men
when the people die they came to their final rests
but the ghoul of the tombs never sleeps
until they get revenge and justice is done
twisted shadows sneak around