Stones so old they silently speak
The stories of this civilized race
A culture hidden in a corner of space
Misery written on the bones of this place

Star light whispers, I can breath again
Thought I know not when I will meet you one day
Solar winds blow but I'm shielded from pain
Step by step I'm closer to the answer

Foot steps close, I can sense them again
But surely I'm alone in this den of the dead
Unveiling the history and how they lived
But am I leaping too far? Who can tell

The corners whisper, I can barely breath
Though I want to know more, I feel I must flee
Slowest descent to the cavern below
Inside to the burial site

Lights start flashing -- unable to move
Crumbling down comes the curtain
Sounds come closer -- I can see straight ahead
Dying flowers on a stone bed

Lights start flashing -- unable to move
Crumbling down comes the curtain
Sounds come closer -- I can see straight ahead
Dying flowers on a stone bed

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