It was there where I saw you.
                 My honored dead.

Walking in the wrong direction, that led me to this faul
temptation.
I steped upon the the grass of the dark graveyard, to seek
refuge from this stalker's playground.
It seemed rather empty, there were a few stones and a
raven, and below were those who went to heaven.

                 It was there where I saw you.
                 My honored dead.
                 Rising slowly from the silent ground.
                 It is funny only now I got to know you.
                 It is you'r cries I hear in these
                 shaddowd land.

Tell me how did you arrive here, inhabiting this place of
fear.
what was it that ended the your life, which rope or knife?

                 It was there where I saw you.
                 My honored dead.
                 Can you be kind enough to reveal the
                 face
                 of your beheaded self?

I dont want to be rude, though I am in the mood.
I want to ask you, Is there a way to join you?
To leave this place were I grew.

                 It was there where I saw you
                 My honored dead.
                 Hand me Your rope, I've lost all hope.
                 It is here I want this misery to end.