There is a place where bodies come to lay. All along, they'll say calling out your name, Please stay in the shadow of my grave. Far beyond your will chilling calls haunt you still. Every night you fall asleep i'll call out from the deep, Please stay in the shadow of my grave. Here that i sit alone in this pit with a horrible rot A terrible itch it's you that i crave alone from the grave A longing that wont ever die. Far away crys in horror yet still, My cup runneth dry never to overfill the yawning of trees Who've bent in the wind calling out to your name still, Please stay in the shadow of my grave