Gray stones Hung with ivy Shimmer in The pale moonlight Fading words And forgotten faces Nestled against The heart of the earth In this garden Where nothing grows The soil's turned to mud And all that's left Is dust and ash And the memory of your passing Ruins of life Darkly buried Amidst the fog Of distant memories In dreams of death I see you standing there With arms outstretched But I can never reach you Cold and alone I've climbed The heights of despair To find you But all I found Was the ghost of myself Hide all my pain Deep within restless hours And still you remain Resting amongst the flowers Hide all your pain Deep within restless hours And still you remain Buried amongst the flowers