Moonlight on a tombstone, illuminating a name. Shining down from the heavens onto a hallowed grave.
This sanctuary of eternal sleep.
Moonlight on a tombstone, illuminating a date. A fateful day when a body and soul would separate.
This cemetery of everlasting dream.
I walk through the veil of night to find answers in moonlight. I sit before the tombstone, reminiscing silently, but then I ask the question ‘Why were you taken from me?’ ‘Why were you taken?’ ‘Why were you taken from me?’ ‘Why?’Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
