Death in the Cemetary Lyrics

A landscape of tombs,
bearing forests and caves.

Damp is the soil in this silent place,
as I come closer graves appear from the fog.
Black clouds hide away the sun,
the wind sends chill and the moon appears.

Far off, in the distance,
I hear wolves baying.
Creatures of the night,
that smell my blood.

The screaming gets louder,
and I see their eyes.

I run to my grave

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