Tarnished Grave
When silence screams a passing breath
With terror gone insane
Vacant madness will emerge
To haunt your soul's domain
Whispered voices in the night
Say, 'Sleep will make you mine'
Forcing malice from the past
To shiver down your spine
Once a home to evil hearts
That death could not enslave
Peace denied eternal rest
Thought promised by the grave
Turning their malevolence
To spawn your sorrowed fate
That drives their hand to touch your heart
And tarnish it with hate.
