Reflected shadows of granite angels
Pillars marking souls within this cold employ
Flowers with vacant petals bow in defeat
Against the sullen winds that blow.
The whisper of a lonesome cry
Descends upon the barren tombs
As thunder roars its angered song
And lightning strikes against the moon.
The night is cast by misty fog
And wrapped within a damp embrace
The stones of those long forgotten
Who's broken souls now haunt this place.
