caught by fright

The gates of the cemetery 

They do not speak 

For in their symmetry

Not a whisper nor a squeak 

Death enters through a silence  

In the dark of the night 

That shall perchance; ye shall 

Be caught by fright 

- 

Ye shall be caught by the night as 

The gates of the cemetry

They do not speak 

For in their symmetry

Not a whisper nor a squeak 

Death enters through a silence  

In the dark of the night 

That shall perchance be 

Caught by fright