'Old Wounds still will lie here'
Nay! See happiness they have found?
Finally kin and brother
Lying Under Ground
See, what quarrels have they?
Happiness is sound
I hear no quarrel amongst them
Lying still, so deep in ground
So Learn The Past, Before You
Learn Kith and Kin In Ground
See the lies they spoke?
Murmured above ground
So trod softly here, I Beg You
Death Knows No Hatred Bound
Ever Here He Lurks
Quietly, Above Ground