Hallowed Ground के बोल

Coldness fills the hallowed ground now Shivering feeling lonely Mist fades night into grey vastness Waiting in your silent sadness I feel your presence coming closer Walking weeping angels Treading slow in hallowed ground No teardrop spilt while tolling churchbells Step by step and closing in now Silhouettes in deepest mourning Side-by-side in grey-white paleness Moving in their silent sadness I walk up to them, see their eyes They're cold and staring into nothing Woeful trancelike ashened faces Tells the tale of weeping angels