A calm place in a paradise of grief birds sang and the flowers grew A place where the sun always shines no evil seemed to hurt
But beneath the ground something lurk sneaking like pain in the serpent's nest a calm place in a paradise of grief birds sang and the flowers grew
When the twilight sets in the place changes as the moon lights down on the trees stone black coffin lids move a smell of the grave spreads Sizzling sounds of limbs in the nocturnal morning through this blasphemous night
Dead for a long time buried without a stone mass murder victims inhabitants of the tomb
A grave for people slain in battle in wars forgotten by men when the people die they came to their final rests but the ghoul of the tombs never sleeps
until they get revenge and justice is done twisted shadows sneak around