The Watchtower

Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast A distant symbol of our beyond Life lies in front of us Sacred ground, rotten earth Ashes to dust Flesh decomposed Caressing the sacred ground Where the deadened corpses lie A sepulchral misty night With a whiff of the macabre Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Silently watching the stones Put there as a symbol of death Our minds united, a force is lit and insight creates A humanoid watchtower reaching for their souls to the sky For a glance into the other side