And the grave said to the earth
You gaze and blue skies by day and stars by night
You poses vast oceans, mountains touching the clouds and flowers in the valley below yet you cry over departed souls
THE EARTH REPLIES
From all the beauty crafted by hand Devine , the soul would be the only one to live forever
And from all the beauty crafted by hand Devine , man it seems would be blinded from the greatest
And so they trade their soul for Gold never knowing its worth
