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Staring Into The Mist

At dawn in the misty silence I saw before me spread
Hundreds of ghostly tombstones marking out the dead
Here beneath the sodden earth they lay in eternal sleep
This is a place of sorrow where those who come here weep

This is a place of silence the silence of the dead
This is where hearts are broken, this is where tears are shed
Row upon row the tombstones carved by a mason's hand
Speak of the pain and heartache none of us understand

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