The road is covered with mud and leaves Crying people are moving among trees Following the coffin on the last way Everything is past at the cemetary gate Soil is falling to the cold hole Dead flowers like a symbol of sorrow Words of priest are carved to the trees Rhymes of sad are whispering the leaves Buried together - together with lies Buried together - body has died The road is covered with leaves and tears No crying people only sleeping trees Big cold headstone is the end of way Echoes of burial whispers this place Cold and darkness together in hole Where is the kingdom from the priest's last words The life was a one big lie Here is no heaven only cold and dark