I wake upon that hallowed ground, dirt upon my face
My sense of longing is profound, opening the gate
I fell upon the twisted path
With pained and burning breath
I staggered on alone
Ghosts in the graveyard, now do I clutch my mortal soul?
Ghosts in the graveyard, or do I drift among the stones?
The fog has lifted, my mind is clear, stumbling through their graves
I hear them softly weeping there, to tragedy a slave
Did I rise up from that path
Or draw my final breath?
And do I walk alone?
Ghosts in the graveyard, now do I clutch my mortal soul?
Ghosts in the graveyard, or do I drift among the stones?
It's the end, I know, tonight
It's the end, I know, tonight
It's the end, I know, tonight
It's the end, I know, tonight
It's the end, I know, tonight
It's the end, I know, tonight
Ghosts in the graveyard, now do I clutch my mortal soul?
Ghosts in the graveyard, or do I drift among the stones?
Ghosts in the graveyard, now do I clutch my mortal soul?
Ghosts in the graveyard, or do I drift among the stones?