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
