Cemetary Stillness Lyrics

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 of sweetly well-known.
A wish for things to pass - from this realm that we're suffering
And the earth is left alone - to fend for a life of stillness.

The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
The cemetery stillness -
Like 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're suffering,
And the earth is left alone - to fend for a life of stillness.

The cemetery stillness -
Like gloomy lonely breeze.
The cemetery stillness -
As life runs away and the soul flies free.
The cemetery stillness -
Like 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.