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Deep in the shade of dying trees Crosses stare out into the dark Over the edge of the cliff
But no epitaphs tell us who are asleep below Cold in the ground It's silent in the vast field Even the waves of the river are held back
Because they sleep here together On those waves that are quiet and alone Washed ashore
The Nameless
All who enter here Desperately drift in the waves cold chest
There the crosses reach out And on them the words etched: "Nameless, nameless"
The Nameless... here we drift The Nameless... here we stay.
Deep in the shade of dying trees Crosses stare out into the dark Over the edge of the cliff
But no epitaphs tell us who are asleep below Cold in the ground It's silent in the vast field Even the waves of the river are held back
Because they sleep here together On those waves that are quiet and alone Washed ashore
The Nameless
All who enter here Desperately drift in the waves cold chest
There the crosses reach out And on them the words etched: "Nameless, nameless"
The Nameless... here we drift The Nameless... here we stay.