Shadows cross and disappear
Through rows and rows of names on stones
Footsteps quicken and die away
Past names forgotten and unknown

The night sends its sound throughout
A rusty gate closes afar
The sounds of footsteps pass and fade
Beneath the midnight star

Silence spreads no sound to hear
Her hand reaches toward the mark
To place upon the grave a flower
Barely seen within the dark

To place upon the grave a flower
Barely seen within the dark

And I’m fading in the moonlight
From the ashes, grief, a mourn so dark
And I will fly, fly, I will fly so high
On the eagles wings, towards my home
And I will fly, fly, I will fly so high
On the eagles wings, towards my home

And I will fly, fly, I will fly so high
On the eagles wings, towards my home
And I’m fading in the moonlight
From the ashes, grief, a mourn so dark

A rusty gate shuts afar
Sounds of footsteps fade and dim
A silent tear upon a cheek
Remembrance of what might have been

A silent tear upon a cheek
Remembrance of what might have been