The earth remembers every name, Every promise buried in the rain. Cold hands reach through the dirt below, Calling me where the lost souls go. Six feet of silence over my head, Whispers crawling through the home of the dead. I hear the weight of every regret, The things I buried I cannot forget. Shadows move beneath the stone, In a grave I built with my own bones. The sky grows distant, fading out, While the darkness learns my name somehow. I can hear the world above me breathe, While I decay beneath its feet. I'm laying beneath the ground, Where no voice can make a sound. The flowers bloom above my grave, While I become what I couldn't save. I'm laying beneath the ground, Lost but finally found. If heaven never calls my name, I'll sleep inside the endless rain. Memories rust like chains in the mud, Washed away in rivers of blood. The weight of years crushes my chest, But in the dirt I finally rest. The roots wrap tightly through my veins, Feeding on the fear and pain. Every heartbeat fades away, Like dying echoes in the clay. I can feel the walls closing in, A coffin built beneath my skin. I'm laying beneath the ground, Where no voice can make a sound. The flowers bloom above my grave, While I become what I couldn't save. I'm laying beneath the ground, Lost but finally found. If heaven never calls my name, I'll sleep inside the endless rain. Bury me. Forget me. Let the soil erase my face. No salvation. No escape. Only darkness remains. I am the ghost beneath your feet. I am the silence underneath. I am the memory you can't kill. Buried deep... And breathing still. I'm laying beneath the ground, But I can hear your footsteps now. The world keeps turning overhead, While I still walk among the dead. I'm laying beneath the ground, Yet my heart still pounds somehow. If I never see the light again, The earth will sing my name instead. The earth remembers every name, And mine will never fade away.
