The Grave Never Gives Back

The eye tells what the mouth won't say, And we curse what we can't let go. Till the heart's lament drowns in tears, In the sullen rain below. The moon hangs pale at noon today, Over the death-still trees. Night spirits sigh through empty air, While the wan stars find no peace. The grave never gives back, never gives back, What we buried in the ground. Higher swells the sullen mound, The grave never gives back. Clouds descend like mourning veils, Flickering lamps in tombs. The dull earth swells with all our grief, In these frozen rooms. The treasure's locked away for good, Earth takes one last look, At the prey we handed over, By the dim light that we took. The grave never gives back, never gives back, What we buried in the ground. Higher swells the sullen mound, The grave never gives back. Never gives back the grave, Never gives back the grave, Never gives back... The grave never gives back.