For Those Who Passed
Nothing left of the Life You lived
Except etchings on a Stone
To tell those after You
Where Your remains lay to Rest
Do You look down from Above?
Do You still Pray to rise from Below?
Or do You walk beside Us,
Pleading not to...
Except etchings on a Stone
To tell those after You
Where Your remains lay to Rest
Do You look down from Above?
Do You still Pray to rise from Below?
Or do You walk beside Us,
Pleading not to...