Underneath these stones Bleached and rotting bones And the girl I loved the best Maggots do their work There beneath the earth Loved her more than all the rest Tears begin to fall Every time I call There beside her graveside Love it never lasts Everything does pass Everything that's good does die Mists are coming down Memories resound Winter night's chill does fall As maggots gnaw her bones I make my way home It's better not to love at all
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