The cemetery
In this cemetery discarded and old.
Lay buried stories unread and untold.
Frayed names, dried roses and a bunch of bones.
None to weep, only the lonely moon mourns.
Ghosts dance to...
Lay buried stories unread and untold.
Frayed names, dried roses and a bunch of bones.
None to weep, only the lonely moon mourns.
Ghosts dance to...