The congregation mourn the pale and listless, 

Sullen eyes were blind to you 

Then let blindness be their only truth, 

Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing 



Then let this grave hold their only secret, 

Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing 



Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn 

Where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn 



The congregation celebrate their shame, 

Sullen eyes blinded by guilt 

Then let this guilt be their only virtue, 

United by their flaws 



Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn 

Where every womb-bound soul shall awaken stillborn 



Let blindness be their only truth 

Let guilt be their only virtue 

Let this grave hold their only secret 

Sightless wisdom in the shade of longing 



Upon these grounds dwells an aura of mourn 

Where every womb-bound soul shall awake stillborn.