From the tombs it comes
That old smell of corpses
Stared in their graves
In the old cemetery

Surrounded by dead trees
The fears are now forgotten
Everything here is death
This place is empty of life

Graves are covered by burned grass
The fog is everywhere
Surrounding this funeral
Covering the cursed souls

In the old cemetery
I come every night
And my dark powers are from here
My old beloved cemetery

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