

Between the mossy stone and iron gate
I saw her walking,
defying fate
Her gown of mist,
her eyes so cold
A classic story never told
She doesn't breathe, she doesn't cry
But I swear she looked right in my eye
My cemetery queen,
floating in the grey
Underneath the cypress
where the cold winds play
Ghostly beauty,
dancing on the grave
Nothing left to lose
and nothing left to save (hey,
hey!)
She spoke in whispers of old regrets
Among the dead who pay no debts
Her fingers touched the frozen ground
Without a single earthly sound
Cold touch,
cold hand
Lost inside a forgotten
land
My cemetery queen, floating in the grey
Underneath the cypress
where the cold winds play
Ghostly beauty,
dancing on the grave
Nothing left to lose
and nothing left to save (hey,
hey!)
Lost in the grey
She fades away