Let the Buried Lie Forgotten

Already dark corners were whispering
Of a culling, a reaping, a reckoning
When you left these times to us
And impending calamity

A creaking, a groaning, a splintering
The shared chore of belabored breathing
As if the air was filled with pitch
The match yet unlit

As if this moment froze in waiting
A final gasp before the plunge
May sorrow starve our souls of stillness
May terror purify our blood

To the ones who departed this ravaging
The bowels of their bondage unraveling
May their bones be laid in peace
And their memory spared from grief

Let the buried lie forgotten
Free them from tomorrow's cares
Invoke them not into these hours
These trials are for living souls to bear
Living souls to bear

Let the buried lie forgotten
Free them from tomorrow's cares
Invoke them not into these hours
These trials are for living souls to bear