The carnal caress of fading hands
Fingers that are vanishing
Absorbed into the void
Lingering for a second just to fade
A touch of the ghost
Cold or sweetly well-known
Wish for things to pass
From this realm of suffering
And the Earth is left alone
To fend for a life of stillness
Slowly into its form
The calm before the final storm
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The concentrated past deeds
The salt and sweat of years
All set to be released
As the flesh slowly decays
A touch of the ghost
Cold or sweetly well-known
A wish for things to pass
From this realm that we are suffering
And the Earth is left alone
To fend for a life of stillness
Slowly into its form
The calm before the final storm
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The soul flies free
In a cemetery breeze
The soul flies free
In a cemetery breeze
The soul flies free
In a cemetery breeze
The soul flies free
In a cemetery breeze
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
(The soul flies free)
The cemetery stillness
As life runs away and the soul flies free
The cemetery stillness
Like a gloomy lonely breeze
(The soul flies free)
The cemetery stillness
When life ends, the soul flies free