At the Graves

Missy, I miss you so
Oh, little sister
I wish you'd come back to me
And sit by my side

We'd laugh and we'd play again
If only you try
You know they would show the way
From the other side

Rise from your grave, little sister
Rise, rise, rise my friends
Rise

Spirits rising from their grave
Burning shadows in the dead of night
Icy fingers all over my hand
Try to make me understand

Finally we have returned
All of us

Missy, is that you?
Come closer

Spirits rising from their grave
Everywhere that ghostly stare
Icy fingers all over my hand
Lead me back to where she stands

They are back to share my life
They're back

Missy come, come with me
There are things I must know
How did you get here, where's the door to the other side?

Beyond the graves lies the gate
The gate that leads to the dead
We have to leave before the dawn
If not, by the sun we will burn

Spirits rising from their grave
Soon the dawn will chase the dark away
Icy fingers all over my hand
Lead me back to where they stand

Am I glad you have returned
All of you

Do you remember when grandmother said she heard them sing?
I've heard them too and I really wish I could hear them again

In your mind you'll hear them sing
Every night at the graves
We have to leave before the dawn
If not, by the sun we will burn

Now sing

Show your powers onto me