Rest under the ground , rest upon the soul
Years of grief and sorrow , days come and go
Take me back to earth , leave me for some more
Under mourning sky wipe my tears in blood
Chorus
I am , the fallen one and we are the ones torn apart
On this holy ground that bares lives and devours
Draw just a dusty sign , under moonless mourning sky
And give me reason , the will of father and his son
And from the day you left us , and from the day you gone
The sanctum step before us , into the wisdom's door
Lost and found by hatred , found and gone in fog
Tears that wet the mother , two hollow hugs to son
Under a mourning sky
We all shall die
Charon pulls the handle , and spell the name of son
The earth enfolds him under ,a carpet shows the door
Fiddlers play an anthem , the song of hope is gone
White choir at ladder , chant the psalm of call
The loss among the living , that left no one strong
This special winter evening , our wings are burnt and chopped
As the farewell mourning , it lies down in soul
We have been cursing , sorrow drawn us all