Casket Citadel

Going throught the dates of confinement
Breathing heavility while time creeps by
Walking unending pathways
Under a cold deep Cemmerian fog
Forgotten tombs and broken headstones
Will guide you to a perennial demise

You’re in a casket citadel

The departed will welcome you
And your mortal remains;
You’ll hear the murmur of the wind baffling your mind
Now you’ll dwell among the forlorn and buried
In a weathered fort of ash and bone

Fractured granite and marble
Your name engraved in stone
Your past form is a memory
Vaguely fading away

You’re in a casket citadel
Now you feel the odd quietude of an old and eerie burial ground