The road is covered with mud and leaves
Crying people are moving among trees
Following the coffin on the last way
Everything is past at the cemetary gate

Soil is falling to the cold hole
Dead flowers like a symbol of sorrow
Words of priest are carved to the trees
Rhymes of sad are whispering the leaves

Buried together - together with lies
Buried together - body has died

The road is covered with leaves and tears
No crying people only sleeping trees
Big cold headstone is the end of way
Echoes of burial whispers this place

Cold and darkness together in hole
Where is the kingdom from the priest's last words
The life was a one big lie
Here is no heaven only cold and dark