Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast
a distant symbol of our beyond
life lies in front of us
Sacred Ground, rotten earth
ashes to dust
flesh decomposed
Caressing the sacred ground
where the deadened corpses lie
A sepulchural misty night
with a whiff of the Macabre
Silently watching the stones
put there as a symbol of death
Our minds united; a force is lit,
and insight creates
A humanoid watchtower, reaching for
their souls to the Sky,
For a glance onto
The other Side...
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