| Lyrics |
A paveway of graveyards, wetted by tearsreflecting the clouds that huddle togetherthe sky to protect from seeing the pain
Unbearable, my soul uproars, the sobs of thousands grind all thoughts
Clouds of cremated hopes swaying like butterflies but dead, grey and deadashes fly snowlike, so soft and so warm and cover the names with a blanketoh, fragnant, with guilt and despair oh, butterfly, yoru wings are coldand tears...
|