Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast
distant symbol of our beyond
Life lies in front of us
Sacred Ground, Rotten Earth
Ashes To Dust
Flesh [bad word] 
Caressing the sacred ground
Where the deadened corpses lie
sepulchural misty night
With a whiff of the Macabre
Silently watching the stones
Put there as a symbol of death
Our minds united; force is lit,
And insight creates
humanoid watchtower, reaching for
Their souls to the Sky
For a glance onto
The Other Side...