Amidst Medieval Tombs

No Gates, no doors
No life, no memory
In the deep night
I dwell through the
Empty cloisters
Amidst medieval sarcophagus
All candles whisper their names, and they hear it
Beneath the heavy slabs
As I gather their bones
The spirits are gathered
The moon is my witness
The past is awaken
The black energy was awaken
And the abyss take us beyond