Mar 2010
Blessed are the dead
For theirs is peace
They know not the most
They fear in the least
They call on our minds
Their faith makes no sound
And they know not of time
From their place in the ground
For theirs is peace
They know not the most
They fear in the least
They call on our minds
Their faith makes no sound
And they know not of time
From their place in the ground
