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The footprints on the graveyard are seen so vague.

They lead to smouldering pieces of the walls.

When the destruction touched them suddenly

They kept horrendous mysteries.

This place must be burnt to ashes

And whelmed by thousand pounds of salt.

The heaviness of unseen chains doesn't let the shades move

Forcing them to stay inside and lament for excuse

Dropping with transparent blood and perishing again.

There is a perpetual ghastly dream

That phantoms shall see all the time.

When the destruction touched the walls suddenly

They kept horrendous mysteries.

This place must be burnt to ashes

And whelmed by thousand pounds of salt.

No way to get free for the captured agony.

The sacrifice was futile and brought decay.

There was no light in that ancient vault.