The Land Of The Dead


In a world filled with chaos,
sin, and dread
There is a place I feel solace
in the Land of the Dead.

In a world without peace
of other places I'd rather be instead
even for a few moments release
is the land of the Dead.

In the Land of of the Dead,
No wars are fought,
A place to contemplate futures ahead
A place where great lessons are taught

A place where no guns or hatred abound'
A place where soft breezes are the only sound.
A place where history is learned.
on stones above the ground.

Soft voices whisper peace
calm my troubled heart
"Be of good cheer and always rememeber
we are never far apart".

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