Fresh Graves, Old Tombs Lyrics

Cries sent from the earth to foster the belief
Beyond the veil of mortal ties weeping statues stand in salute
They signal arrival of demons that come from inside

Life dried up in drought the end of all belief
Before the face of spectral might crooked servants suffer
They carry the burden of fresh graves and old tombs

Like sand through an hourglass, time slips away
Like thoughts of affection, that will smolder and fade
Standing at the crossroads and I'm telling you now
There's an answer to your questions and that answer's been found

Warpath, violence, you stand defiant
In world full of friction it all falls silent
You owe it nothing, so let it all go
Put this rope around your neck
What have you got to lose?

The aftermath, a sight to behold
A gruesome centerfold
A masterpiece put on display
Of life's tendency to just give up and wither away