Letras
Bones
Bones
Bones
Bones
Someone had scattered the skeletons
The hip bones and the spines
Piled the ribs and the shoulder blades
Heaped the skulls into a mound
Bones
Bones
I waited for many a day and night
But found no one to ask
"These people, who had they once been
And what had happened here?"
From darkness they arrived
The spirits of the night
The moon rose to its zenith
Phosphorous, blue, and white
From darkness they arrived
Lucid and mercurial
The creeping figures in the fog
I stayed yet for another night
Despondent and spiritless
To watch this nameless patch of land
A field covered by bones
Bones
Bones
From darkness they arrived
The spirits of the night
The moon rose to its zenith
Phosphorous, blue, and white
From darkness they arrived
Lucid and mercurial
The creeping figures in the fog
When came the dawn, I knew
Who these people had once been
I had learned their story
I had been taught their fate
Bones
Bones
Bones
Bones
From darkness they arrived
The spirits of the night
The moon rose to its zenith
Phosphorous, blue, and white
From darkness they arrived
Lucid and mercurial
The creeping figures in the fog
From darkness they arrived
The spirits of the night
The moon rose to its zenith
Phosphorous, blue, and white
From darkness they arrived
Lucid and mercurial
The creeping figures in the fog