Grave Whispers
This dark forest carefully honors the dead quiet.
Black branches like fingers reach into the sky,
Shadows of the forgotten gather in the damp dark.
Припев
Whisper of graves cuts the ear in the silence,
Cold has chained everything living in a dream.
A faceless voice calls into the emptiness,
Worms gnaw the century-old slab.
There is no return from these earthen walls.
The cross leans, hidden under a cover of leaves,
Death takes away our final traits.
Припев
Whisper of graves cuts the ear in the silence,
Cold has chained everything living in a dream.
A faceless voice calls into the emptiness,
Worms gnaw the century-old slab.
Cold stones hide the sources of sorrow,
Time erases tombs, breaking them to pieces.
Primordial gloom will open the gates without a key,
Someone's burned-out candle will perish in the dark.
Припев
Whisper of graves cuts the ear in the silence,
Cold has chained everything living in a dream.
A faceless voice calls into the emptiness,
Worms gnaw the century-old slab.
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