The Graveyard

In the silent night,
In the middle of nowhere,
Graveyards can be found
Wherever you stand.

The silent wail of spirits,
As they drifted in the air
'Cause they can't find their way
To the path of new life...

Forgotten by their loved ones
And no one remembers them
They became our
 Silent fear.

As you walk in the dark night,
They watch you still
Some are following you,
While others don't care.

We fear them like death,
Even though we can't see them.
We associate them with evil
Though they're just a lost soul.

The graveyard seems to be fear and death,
To those people who are weak.
Those who are afraid to die,
Even though they'll be there someday...