Through the Graves Lyrics

Was there in the air, a humid whisper
Was there somewhere a grim tower
My step on the ground without sound
was over the eternal Rest of Life

Through the cross, through the graves
Through the flesh of the human race
Through the hope of a foolish man
I'm the Death, I'm the "leveller"

They had fought
while the days
of life were young
and wonderful,
now without
breath of life
they lie, under
earth's quiteness

'Each in his narrow cell for ever laid'
near the ancient trees grew the darkness
The loss, the infinite sense of sadness,
showed me that she has no tail nor head

In this churchyard there's no glory
brought by warfare, brought by wealth;
an hardship surviving like fury
when you'll be buried will not trascend

In this churchyard there's no glory
brought by warfare, brought by wealth;
an hardship surviving like fury,
in that moment it all ends

In those humble lives there
may have been potentialy
the pride of human kind,

so no one denied
a battle lost
from the beginning

so they tried
to escape from a gruesome destiny

putting aside
human pride
day by day, fighting

searching the eyes
of the hope in
a gruesome destiny

"The paths of glory lead but to the grave"
"The paths of glory lead but to the grave"
"The paths of glory lead but to the grave"
"The paths of glory lead but to the grave"