Winter Coulter - The Dead Remember

The sky is on fire with the coming dawn
The air is dead silent
I know the dead remember
Secrets of the night are brought to light
They should have been kept in shadows
But they are brought to light
The dead remember
Their resting place, a blood-stained field is brought to light
What happened here?
Ask the dead for only they remember
I looked over this land of wasted lives
I know the dead saw me there
But only they remember
I looked down on this place of sorrow
I saw the land forever scarred in one night of pain
I will say it once again then say farewell
Remember my words
Only the dead remember that night

Winter Coulter

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